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7 comments:
Also, wounds don't hurt until you notice that they're bleeding.
It's a wise mother who dispenses Band-Aids liberally.
I feel like you are telling me there is no Santa Claus:)
That is SO true. (For Rose and Henry)
-Mabes
you they *don't* have healing properties!?!? character ones are way more potent than plain, beige ones.
I always put a bandage on, even on paper cuts. And then they always feel better.
Also, I found that opening these little paper backed "pain relievers" was a happy past time for my toddler. And, might I add, totally worth the $2 price tag to keep her happy for a few extra minutes! (So the pain relief goes BOTH ways!)
My children can go through an entire pack of Band-Aids with one owie. They think of them as magic stickers. Somehow they end up on paper, walls, and carpet.
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