It's BLEEDING!!!!!

What is it about the sight of blood that completely wigs out some kids?

Earlier this afternoon, Thing 1 hit her bare foot on her grandmother's wheelchair ramp coming in from the back patio. As soon as it happened, she said, "Ouch!". But that was it.

But the moment she looked down and noticed it was bleeding, all hell broke loose! She screamed for a bandaid, and screamed even louder when I said that we needed to clean the cut first.

The whole dramatic scene played out over about 10 minutes ... Thing 1 screaming all the while. We finally managed to drip some peroxide on it before hastily pasting on a Barbie bandaid. Once the bandaid was in place, the screaming stopped.

Of course, now she's milking it for all it's worth. She's all propped up on the couch watching Mulan.

Thing 2 wanted to watch Indiana Jones, so now he's pouting.

Oh, and can she (sniff, sniff) have some goldfish?

And (sniff) some water with a straw?

Oh well, at least it's finally quiet ...