Wuh-Wuh, Boo-boo, Barney
As the weather remained OK, we decided to get some exercise by taking a walk around the neighborhood. Olive spent the bulk of the walk in her stroller, but as we rounded the corner toward our house she wanted to walk.
Once on the ground, she decided that she also wanted to walk the dog (wuh-wuh). So we handed her the leash and let her go at it.
It went well, until we hit some congestion on the sidewalk, Pilot got confused and ran a little and pulled Olive right off her feet. She hit the sidewalk with a splat. (I didn't take pictures -- as obsessive as I am, I do have a heart.)
I rushed over, and Jenny and I picked up our little hysterical girl.
She sobbed, cried, screamed, wailed with everything she had in her. Big Tears!
We took her inside, and she remained inconsolable. We got a bowl of soapy water, band aids and the neosporin.
She wouldn't let us look at her boo-boos. So we showed her boo-boos on our hands, and showed her how we washed them, and showed her how we put a band aid on. She just grew more hysterical.
[JENNY'S NOTE: It should be stated that said booboos were in fact pretty nasty. Several layers of skin were grated off the knuckle of her thumb, resulting in a deep, pocked scab. And about a quarter of the fingernail on her ring finger got torn off. By no means life threatening, but man it must've hurt. It was, in fact, her first moderate wound.]
So we just jumped in and washed her wounds, and bandaged her up while she wiggled and screamed.
Once we got the band aids on, we got the bright idea to turn on the TV. We switched the Tivo to an episode of Barney, and IMMEDIATELY when the theme song played, she smiled big, teary smiles and forgot all about the boo boos.
And then! Then the kitty jumped up on the couch, and her mood really improved.
Barney and Kitty, an awful powerful cocktail for mood improvement.



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