
Unusual ways our 4 year old stalls going to bed.
- Brushed his teeth,then said “Can you take my blood pressure?”
Me: No, you’re fine go to bed. - Well, how about my blood sugar?
Me: no, you’re fine go to bed. - I need oil on my chest. (Essential oils he loves). He put the oil on his chest.
(Each of these were a different trip in.) - Back in again, this time he says, “I cut my finger, it’s bleeding really bad.” Me: no it’s not, go to bed.
- Back again, “Lock how much it’s healed.”
- And again after a makeshift bandage was made for the tiny drop of blood that was already off his finger. “I still need a bandaid.”
- Bubba putting his shorts back on to retrieve the sought after band aid and telling him he was healed.
- Back upstairs to see me again. “Will you see if I have a fever?” Felt of his head.. Me: No… you don’t.
- Back again…”thanks for letting me know I was healed.”


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