3:35 a.m. luke came into my room screaming "bloody! bloody!" it took me a minute to figure out what was going on. he was holding a lego magazine crumpled up to his nose--ah. bloody nose. he gets them a lot here, probably because the air is so dry in arizona.
i could hardly get him to move from the middle of my room into the bathroom so i could clean his face off. the sight of blood absolutely petrified him, and he barely let me trade the magazine for a kleenex. then, the only way i could pry the kleenex off him (15 minutes later) was to tell him it was going to crust onto his face if he didn't take it off.
for someone who knows as much as he does about the human body, you'd think he'd be okay with a little blood. guess he will need to find a bloodless area of medicine if he really wants to be a doctor.
after i peeled the barely spotted kleenex away from his face and showed him that it was all done, he was so giddy with relief. after a few giggles and some zebra hugs, he was fast asleep. me--i went back to bed but couldn't sleep. my brain was too busy planning a star wars birthday party for that soon-to-be 6 yr old boy.
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