She got her first skinned knee. I knew it would happen soon. She has no fear while playing outside: climbing the levels of the patio and running down sidewalks.
Yesterday she fell. I was right there and picked her up right away, knowing she would have a boo boo. She didn't cry. I brought her in, washed it off, and got a box of band aids.
Jocelyn did not want a band aid.
She pulled it off.
Here's how it looks this morning.
"Do I want to wear a band aid today? No way!"
I'm sure this is the first of many, many skinned knees. It's a right of childhood. I can't believe my knees look normal today when I think about how many skinned knees I had when I was a kiddo.
kiss, kiss, jocelyns a big girl.
ReplyDeleteaudrey got her first bruise yesterday, right on her cheek by her eye...so sad.
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I wish I had some advice on how you can get her to keep the Band-Aid on ... I know when she gets older, if she's like most kids, she'll want a Band-Aid every day, for imaginary boo boos, just because they're fun—like stickers! The skinned knee does make her, somehow, look so much older.
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