Miles fell and cut his forehead.
It needed a little glue.
He was tough.
Even though his hair was in a clippy.
And ice cream, a Thomas coloring book & new Rusty helped it all feel better.
"Head fix'd, momma. No hurting."
I asked to see his Curious George "banbaid" this morning. He only remembered the one on his finger. The one that's not really covering anything. The one that he HAD to have last night to match the one I put on his head.
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