Boo Boo

Allan came in from playing outside whining he wanted a Popsicle. I didn't want him to have it because I didn't want to stay in the kitchen to watch him. I wanted to go to my bedroom to resume reading my new book, Story Telling. (Thank you Gina!! She gave it to me for my birthday.) I asked him if he wanted a candy instead. He went to Elena's room. Apparently, she has a stash there.

After Allan got a lollipop, he came into my bedroom.

Allan: (Excited) "Gook Mommy."

Mom: "What Allan?"

Allan: (Proudly) "Gotta boo boo! Onna banaid (wanna bandaid)."

He was chasing a ball down our driveway and fell. Scott said he cried for a split second. He's a tough boy. God, please, don't tell me he's going to be accident prone like his Daddy.