What is it with kids and Band-Aids?

"Daddy, I bumped my knee. I need a Band-Aid."

"Daddy, my tushie's red and rashie. I need a Band-Aid."

"Daddy, I was playing in the large, industrial wood-chipper next door and my right leg got chopped off at the knee. It's gushing blood and I think my hamstring is lying in the middle of the street. I need a Band-Aid."

This reminds me of the man in "My Big, Fat, Greek Wedding" who thought Windex was a cure-all for any possible malady.

This is one of those ways in which children -- and not just my own -- are so dumb that it borders on cuteness. But I also believe that sometimes kids can actually teach grown-ups a thing or two. So tonight I'm going to put one of my daughter's Dora Band-Aids on my brain and try to spell "pompous" properly.

Wish me luck.

***SATURDAY NONSEQUITOR UPDATE***

During our tee-ball game against the Orioles today, I actually spoke the following sentence to one of our players:

"Ben, stop licking your glove and pay attention to the game."

Comments

My kids are the same way. If only that bandaid worked on my checkbook. Hmm *scratching chin* how bad could a Spongebob BandAid mess it up? Right? Right? Who's with me?

I knew a guy in college (baseball player- figures) who thought that Right Guard spray was the ultimate cure-all. Drop a slice of pizza on the floor, face down. Pick up slice, still gunk on carpet. No need to reach for a paper towel. The Right Guard spray should eventually melt that tomato sauce stain. And the huge chunk of sausage.

the kids in our neighborhood evaluate the owie, and if it doesn't require mom-aid, they go to the house with the coolest band-aids for repairs.

Yeah, they START with bandaids, but bandaids are only a GATEWAY to bigger and better things.

By preschool they're all strung out on ice packs... every little bump requires an ice pack.

I'm sure we're on the brink of moving up to hot water bottles, maybe a heating pad.

I'm not sure how to stop it. Maybe I'll put a bandaid on my brain too and give it some thought...

You're not a pompous man. You're big. Way to be, lil bro.

Your niece came out with like, seven bandaids down her shin the other day. They alternated. Elmo-ninjaturtle-elmo-ninjaturtle...
It was pretty funny.

xo.

There's a Baby Blues comic strip that I have up on my fridge from like 6 years ago. It addresses this and made me laugh so hard. Now my son is going through the same thing. It's ALL about the Blue's Clues band-aids.

Actually, Aquaphor is the cure-all, especially for itchy butts.

I really like Neosporin.

re: the update--- Dr. Uncle B. spent most of his time in little league in the WAY outfield chewing on his mitt.

Lol! There's another comment to add to the "things I never thought I'd hear myself say" parenting file. :)

Your funny and perfect just the way you are, I say spell any word whatever way you want to : ) Oh, and Dora is so a carpet-muncher, how about a really cool Scooby-Doo band-aid instead?

Just resign yourself to buying caseloads of band-aids and offering them freely-- it makes parenting easier. Our other popular item is neosporin+pain reliever which we call "numbing cream". I've sworn to them that if they let it "soak in long enough" it will erase any pain. So go back and lay down, now!

Ahh....I remember those days. But, we were a little more strung-out here in Texas.

Everything....and I mean EVERYTHING...required a baby aspirin.

Stubbed toe? Check
Hangnail? Check
Imaginary boo-boo made up on the spur of the moment, just to get another baby aspirin? Check.

Baby aspirin was my heroin when I was a tot. Of course, once I could reach them myself, the thrill was gone.

I worked at a summer camp for 12 years, and we had a nurse that put calamine lotion on everything, ear ache? calamine lotion. Crotch rot? calamine lotion. hickies? calamine lotion. In another related story, that actually has to do with band aids, we bought a box of "tattoo" bandaids, and my niece proceeded to put every single one of them on her within a 12 hour period, worst idea for a band-aid ever.

I'm with Hot Wife -- Aquaphor is the true savior of the diapered set. Band-Aids are primarily for boo-boo wannabees.

my kids hate band-aids. they actually cry when i put one on them and again when i rip it off in the bathtub 3 days later.

My mom used Vicks Vaporrub on everything (please remember I'm older than the hills). I have an 18-year-old son that uses Neosporin for everything (acne, mosquito bites, cuts, rashes...) I wished they had bigger tubes of the stuff.

Vicks Vaporrub....Oh that was like the ultimate irritant when i was a kid...my mom used it on me evrytime i caught a cold. but i found it really works in college when i had nobody to advise me on what to do when the tabs don't work on you and you have an exam where you gotta work on machines for 3 hours next day and not sneeze right into the workpiece...Geez i you know what just used it coz i have a freakin fever and my nose is overflowing like the river nile.