I Love This Kid

Although she DID have a legitimate owwie from an unfortunate accident with a toy bin yesterday, I think her call for a remedy is a bit ridiculous. See for yourself:


So at 7am today when I woke Her Highness up from royal slumber, she first pointed out her owwie ... right 'dere. I kissed it. I fawned over her. I distracted her. And, eventually, I obliged her.

Because at 7am if she thinks a Hello Kitty Band-Aid is going to save the day, who am I to disagree?

I love this kid.

{note, it's nearing 7pm and the bandage is still intact. Heal on, healer}