I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready the other day when I heard Madeline sounding kind of panicky in the living room. When I ran over to see what the cause of the commotion was, I was met by a teary toddler who was waving a bleeding finger at me. Eeek! It looked like a little bit of one fingernail snagged something and ripped off. Poor girl. Apparently, bleeding is a very scary thing when you're not quite twenty-one months old. I didn't really know what to do to help Madeline. The only thing I could think of was an adhesive bandage, so up the stairs to the bathroom we went ...
It occurred to me that the reason why we consumers have the option to buy colourful, licensed-character-sporting Band-Aids at the drugstore is because kids dig Band-Aids. We don't have any of those ones in the house, but Madeline's never had an adhesive bandage before (well, one for a boo-boo, not for an immunization) so I figured that she'd be sufficiently impressed with an ordinary flesh-coloured one. I did my best to fit a tiny Band-Aid on Madeline's ever tinier little finger, but my efforts didn't really cover the afflicted fingernail very well, and she cried even harder, ripping it off. I impulsively tore open another small band-aid and stuck it on the back of her hand! Well ... this time it was love at first sight! The tears abated and my toddler patted her band-aid with definite interest and pride. I guess I have a lot to learn about the mysterious healing power of Band-Aids.
Aww hope your little dare devil feels better soon.
Posted by: Ani | March 30, 2006 at 10:21 AM
Bandaids are huge here. They get put on everything. Even marker spots.
Posted by: Chantal | April 01, 2006 at 04:58 PM
Laura.... didn't I buy you sushi themed bandaids for your christmas stocking this year?
Posted by: Julie | April 08, 2006 at 12:46 PM