Guess who decided to walk all the way from the backyard to the sidewalk, then all the way down to the end of the street? Well, it wasn’t Mommy, though she ended up coming along. We were considering going around the corner to the playground, but a bump in the sidewalk changed our plans…the blood dripping off of Tommy’s first skinned knee didn’t affect Tommy, but he got carried up the hill, back home, and into the bathroom for first aid, anyway. Now he’s pretty pleased about his bandaid, though Mommy is aware that flesh tone is a boring color, and we’d better pick up some more interesting ones with Elmo or something on them next time we go to Walmart.
