Seriously, who is the mama around here?
There is a hard-core addiction going on in our household and I think it's high time someone stepped up and helped our children wean off the devilish device that has such a strong hold on them. Band-aids. shiver.
I'm pretty sure that Elias jumped straight into the wall with the intention of swagging one of these sweet hello kitty bandaids. If that's not self harm, I'm not sure what is.
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Tell me about it. Every morning Wes insists that he needs a Toy Story band-aid. FOR A FRECKLE!
Tell me about it. Every morning Wes insists that he needs a Toy Story band-aid. FOR A FRECKLE!
That's totally normal. I used to ask for band-aids for Christmas / Birthdays / Easter... any chance I got. They are great cheap gifts that keep kids happy :)
Hhahaha, I had some preschoolers who just called them "stickers." They were honest. "I don't have a boo boo. I just want a sticker." You better believe I am not stockpiling rad band-aids, ready to be deployed on October 1...
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