We put a bandaid treated with antibiotic on KB’s head to help keep her “divot” clean. As you can tell, she wasn’t the least bit fazed. What a great time in life – – when even a bright purple bandaid in the middle of your forehead can’t cause you to be self-conscious!
I did explain to her that if she continued to smile that big she wasn’t going to get any sympathy; she needed to milk it for all it’s worth. Think she got the point??