“My boo-boos are all better,” Katie just told me. If anything, busting the hell out of the right side of your face and your mouth allows a three year-old to indulge in their fascination with boo-boo covers. Behold, the results of Katie’s boo-boo cover request:
I promise, I put those band-aids exactly where Katie asked me to put them.
The band-aids have now been removed; apparently, what Katie meant when she said her boo-boos were better was that it was time to take the band-aids off. She’s still greasy with Neosporin, though, and I might call the pediatrician to see if we can reschedule tomorrow’s check-up to today. Her bottom lip is still pretty unsightly.