Where: Utility room bathroom
What: Open Band-aid box
What else?
Band-aid trash for, like, 5 Band-aids.
Where else?
All over the bathroom. NOT in the trash. Come on! The trash can is right there!
And these pics were taken AFTER I'd already put a hand full of Band-aid trash...well, in the TRASH!
Seriously kids, if your injury requires 5 Band-aids, you should probably tell mom.
8 comments:
Be sure to remind those kiddos that doctoring is not in the genes...yes, Dad actually went to SCHOOL to be a doctor!
Hee hee. You make me smile. :) I just grabbed a soupy elbow this morning from a fresh wound and G boy said " That was probably worse for you than it was for me." , which of course made me laugh and go for the band-aids at the same time.
I also have this same phenomenon occur in my house! If mom was unaware of it, I often wonder if the wound even required a bandaid, much less 5! It brought a smile to my face.
You are not alone in this venture, my dear. My kids have no idea that band-aid trash just might actually go IN the trash. Caleb just seems to be at that stage where everything he does requires tripping, falling, and bleeding.
I feel your pain.
Hey, Trish! So excited to happen upon your blog! Guess I'll need to hide the band-aids when Brock gets a little older.
Maybe when one kid gets hurt, they all think they need a band-aid. That's the way it works in my house, but they are just 2 and 3 so they think everything requires a band-aid at this point. :)
Ha-ha! I think it is a kid phenomenon! My kids do the exact same thing! :-)
Would love to see pictures of your square foot gardening!
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