Last night at church Sam was playing in the gym kicking balls around with some other kids and he kicked something too hard and made his toenail tear a bit. There was blood. Not much, but it is blood, so the world was ending. I got him a band-aid and he was good. He went off to play, but walking with his toe raised because it really hurt. He was sensitive to touch anywhere on the toe.
A couple hours and a band-aid change later we went to bed. Sam was laying between Donnie and I and he lifted his feet out of the blankets and squeezed his band-aided toe and said "Owie!" Donnie was all sympathetic. But then I noticed something. That wasn't the toe he hurt. Donnie said "But the band-aid is on that one." "Well, that is not the toe I put the band-aid on." So he looked, and sure enough, the owie was on the other foot.
Yeah, I don't think it really hurts so much anymore.
November 12, 2009
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