I got boo-boo on my finger on Saturday. Daddy should tell the story, because it happened on his watch, but I’ll try my best. I was cutting paper, and all of a sudden Daddy looked over to see a lot of blood. I didn’t even cry, but I snipped the tip of my finger. Daddy took me upstairs to get it all cleaned up. He washed my finger with cold water and held a tissue on it until it stopped bleeding. Then he put this stuff on it that made bubbles!! That was my favorite part. The bandaids at our house are too big for my tiny fingers, they just keep wrapping around forever and ever, so Daddy made a special band-aid out of gauze. Then he taped it on my finger and cut the tape with scissors (weren’t they the problem in the first place). He told me that I wasn’t allowed to pick at my bandage, so I kept holding it straight up in the air to keep it out of the way.
I had to have a bandage on my finger for 2 days, but my cut is much better. I went to school with a bandage on Monday, but came home without it because my boo-boo had already started to heal!
Gigi and Grandpa came to visit on Saturday, too! Mom was out dress shopping all day with Siobhan, so she couldn’t come with us. We went to Roadside America, and saw a really cool miniature town with cars, trains, a circus, trees, and a lot of fun stuff! I kept my bandage on the whole time!
Preston usual comes to snuggle with us in bed in the morning, because he’s always the first one to want to get out of bed. Lately he comes to bed with me and snuggles in under the covers. Then he looks right at me and says “Want juice please… Ok? Bye Mommy” And waves at me like I’m supposed to get out of bed and go get him some juice.
He’s also a good helper in the morning, and can usually entertain himself while we get ready for school and work. He feeds the cats (all by himself), stand on the chair to look out the window and watch for the school bus, picks out his own clothes and shoes for the day, and heads downstairs to eat breakfast with Daddy.
We are trying to work on letters with Preston. He is excellent at identifying pictures of just about everything else, so we think he’ll catch on. Yesterday he saw the work “Pig” and I asked him which letter the “P” was. He said “PRESTON!” Close enough!
Then I showed him the letter “K” and he said it was a smoke-stack, and it really did look a little like a smoke stack. So maybe letters will be more challenging for him than I thought!