I Have a Boo Boo

So, the Boy received his first face scrape this weekend. We were in the church parking lot when it happened. The Boy was jumping like a kangaroo, went to jump off the curb, miscalculated, caught the tip of his shoe and SPLAT, face plant on the asphalt. He did cry, but he mostly cried about how he needed a bandaid immediately. Where did he want the bandaid? The logical answer would be on his face, right? Not for him, he needed a bandaid on his knee. There was no scrape on his knee, mind you. Now every morning we are putting Neosporin on his nose and a band aid on his knee. It makes him feel better.