Elinore had a spill in the parking lot on the way into the dentist office today. Poor girl, skinned knees again.
She's afraid of bandaids. So we got into the office after a few hugs and me carrying her the rest of the way. Ruth was suddenly handed over to big brother Caden since I had been carrying a shoeless Ruth.
We got some wet paper towels and cleaner her up. Ruth panicked with brothers while we were in the bathroom. We made it through the teeth cleaning with only a little crying through it after the ordeal.
When we got home I finally talked her into a bandaid, but then she was upset because we only had plain ones. So I colored her hearts and butterflies! But I could only use one bandaid no more for the others.
I get it kid. I don't like bandaids either, and I probably wouldn't have used one on myself.