For as active of a little monkey that you are, you don't get hurt much. A rare bump on the head or bruise, and I think we've only had to use bandaids once or twice. So when you hurt your toes, we were both a little rattled!
I had let you go outside to play with Ellie for a minute while I finished making dinner. When I went out to get you, you were riding up and down the sidewalk on her tricyle. You propel yourself by pushing off of your big toes. You weren't wearing shoes because you literally were only outside for about two minutes. I was horrified to see big red splotches on both big toes. Not only had you worn holes through both socks, but had scrubbed the skin off of your toes! There was a little blood drop trail on the sidewalk behind you. Not only that, but you hadn't even noticed because you were too distracted giggling and following Ellie up the sidewalk! It took a couple minutes but finally I was able to convince you to look at your toes so that you could understand why I was saying we needed to go inside to get bandaids.
As we were walking up the stairs the adrenaline wore off and you started to freak out. I took you up to the bathroom and set you in the sink to clean you up before you could bleed all over everything. You were whimpering and generally just soaking in all the sympathy you could, but a pink Starburst seemed to smooth things over okay.
I bandaged you up as best as I could but you spent the next two days trotting around on your heels so that you didn't have to put pressure on your toes. I'm not sure if it was because they hurt or just because you were aware of them. You made sure to show everyone your bandaids the next day.
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