He thinks he knows me soooooooo well…
BJ scraped his knuckle pretty bad last night on the barbeque (yeah, we barbeque all year long...), so came to me this morning to help him put a bandaid on his knuckle. He didn't want to take a chance of bleeding all over his white shirt.

As you can guess, I said something about fixing his "boo-boo" and I got the expected eye-roll. He then said, "you know, I almost didn't have you help me with this because I knew you'd say something like that".

Well, that shut me right up. Yep, it sure did. That is, until after I placed the bandaid on his finger. Of course, I had to tell him to let me "kiss it better".

Yeah, I guess he does know me pretty well.

RisibleGirl was blabbing on about another adventure on 01/21 at 04:45 AM

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On this day clear back in 2010 I wrote: The last day of Hospice training and other stuff…
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