When I pulled off the toilet paper, we had more drama. “But it’s BLEEDING!” she insisted. “What will HAPPEN?!”
I assured her that a scab would form – was, in fact, already starting to form.
“BUT I DON’T LIKE SCABS!” (Well, neither do I.)
I continued, as best I could, to explain to her about how a scab is the body’s band-aid. “The skin underneath will be fixed. The scab is protecting it. Then it’s going to fall off. You just watch.”
All week, she kept an eye on that scab.
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