Bandages: The Forever Phase
Okay, so this stage is absolutely adorable! I couldn’t want until Eli’s next update to share this. He is just crazy about bandages right now. Thankfully, he realizes that they are only for “ouchies” but it doesn’t really matter to what degree he is hurt. It also doesn’t matter WHERE he is hurt, nor whether there is an open wound or not. Scratch your finger – ask mom for a kiss, and then cover it with a bandage. The interesting thing is that he has never liked bandaids (which, FYI, I call “plasters” – Justin thinks this is quite amusing). When I have tried to cover a wound with a plaster, he will immediately pull it off, but bandages – now those are different!
Last week he bumped his head on the corner of my bed. There was no bump or bruise, but he rubbed it and said, “Mama bannage?”. I LOVE the way that he says bandage too! Ughhh… Can you just keep all these cute words for a while my boy? He calls a table a “tabby”. Justin and I just melt into a puddle every time he says ANYTHING. Seriously, for this feeling, it was worth the wait! His words are like music to our ears now.
Why the Tears?
These two photos are super sad – but seriously, look at that adorable face. Those big, light eyes. That perfect little face. Eli you are such a gem – you make my heart all mushy!
On this particular morning, after already asking for a bandage for his head, Eli came to kitchen to eat some peanut butter. He is crazy about “Bubba” (his word for peanut butter… buba is the butter in PB). This brand is thick so you need to dig the spoon in. TWICE, in a row, the spoon shot up and hit him right between his eyes. The poor child was devastated, but that didn’t stop him repeatedly trying to get some more buba. Tears rolling down his face, and whimpering, he kept digging and digging.
He look at me, with this look (below), and said “bannage?”. I tried to explain that wrapping a bandage around his eyes wouldn’t be a wise move, so I kisses it and gave him cuddles. After some love, and a few successfully scooped spoons of peanut butter, he was feeling much better.
Just Like Daddy
The part of this that amuses me the most, is that Eli is 100% like Justin. Everyone had told me, “Oh yes, that stage!” Well, Justin is 34 and even now, he loves bandages and plasters. I think that this is a “forever stage”. No matter what happens to me, Justin will always offer a bandaid. In fact, even if there is no broken skin, he still insists that bandaids help.
Oh my gosh – it cracks me up!
Above, please note the TINY wound that warranted a fully bandaged forearm. Eli was pretty impressed with this one. Look at his happy face. We slept with an entire leg bandaged last week!
Oh my boy – You entertain us constantly!