Monday, August 3, 2009

Bug Bite

Our youngest went outside without his shoes on to play. He almost immediately got bit by a fire ant. He came sad inside.

'I have a bad owie mommy'
'I'm sorry bud. What is it?'
'I got a bug bite'
(He sits down to show me the bottom of his foot in the kitchen)
'I need some ice'
'OK, here is an ice pack'
'Thanks'
'No Mommy, this ice is too cold. Can you warm it up for me?'

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