Today, Helen got into the BandAid stash that I had stupidly placed in the top drawer of her closet organiser (apologies for the British spelling; we’re still waiting for my replacement keyboard to arrive with a complete alphabet)… You know, the “hiding in plain sight” idea.
Well. At the end of her nap, we discovered that Helen had very neatly applied 22 bandaids on the inside of her lower left leg. They’re all in a perfect column. It looks like she has one helluva laceration, and Dora the Explorer has stopped the bleeding.
That Dora! She sure is a life saver!
[Note to self: pick a better hiding place for the BandAids.]