we had a slightly scary incident this weekend, when i found a tick buried in conor's upper thigh. i managed to get it out without incident, and we cleaned it, dinsinfected it, and put ointment and a band-aid on it (nothing like a little overkill there, barbara!)
as i was cleaning the bite area, conor opened up the bandaid and wanted to stick it on, but i wasn't ready for it yet, so i just told him to put it onto his knee.
well, i took him off the countertop and watched him walk across the kitchen with a pronounced limp. i was terrified for a split second, until i noticed he was favoring the "other" leg - the one with the band-aid on it.
i asked him what was wrong, and he said "i have a band-aid on my knee, so i have to tiptoe!"
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