the band-aid

there's a rule at our house if there's no blood, there's no band-aid.

i don't want to waste a gazillion band-aids on something that doesn't need it.

and up until about a month ago, we didn't even own any "character" band-aids.

world's worst mother?  yes, i know.

so when b came in from playing outside with a rose thorn poking out the back of her ankle and she didn't even know it, she got a few bonus points toward a band-aid.

she cried when i pulled it out and it was bleeding (barely) so she got a band-aid.

and now, she's reading her library books happily on the couch with the companionship of a hello kitty band-aid.

how would that be to have hello kitty fix your problem just like that?

i only wish.