5.23.2006

"Oh, is it your scrape?"



This is what Clay and I have been saying over and over for the past couple of days. Saturday evening we went to Blockbuster, and on our way out Ethan tripped over something in the parking lot and fell down and scraped his knee. He cried for a couple of minutes, but was then completely fascinated by the red thing on his knee. So, since Saturday, he'll think of the scrape at the most random times of the day. But thinking about it is not enough. He wants someone - anyone - to acknowledge and then kiss the scrape. Hilarious. He points at the scrape, holds his knee up to be kissed, makes a sound that means "all better" in Ethan lingo, and then proceeds to kiss his own knee. I caught a couple of the steps on film and just had to share. What are we going to do the first time he scrapes his knee and 2 elbows?!?

1 comment:

  1. You know its funny how my parents still make me feel better even just by talking to them when I am sick now. I still want my mom! Haven't had any scrapes lately but lots of bruises from wagging toddler and baby around, thanks to Ty though, they get kissed better :)

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