We were out on Saturday running errands and had popped into Williams Sonoma to just browse around. My very independent 4 year old picked up a really pretty minty green colored butcher knife to show me. She had taken the cover off and before I could stop her she had touched the blade with her little finger and cut herself right good. We got a bandaid from the nice lady and I sent Hillary out to sit on the bench with the other kids while Pat and I finished our business inside. It actually took several bandaids and several hours to completely quit bleeding. I was pretty close to going to get her a couple stitches. We had to threaten stitches a couple times to keep her from playing with the band-aid. But as you can see - it didn't phase her too much. And it's all fine now. Then yesterday we were in the health food store. They have a play area so I put Hillary in there and left Bre to watch her. Her bandaid came off and Hillary took the initiative to find a worker and ask if they had a bandaid she could use. It's scary impressive how independent she has become.
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