12/5/2013

Band-aid solution

Filed under: — Aprille @ 12:10 pm

Tobin got a box of Band-Aids out of the bathroom drawer and was trying to open them.  He was having a hard time figuring out how to get into them.

T:  Where’s the…door to this?

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A moment later, after he found the “door,” he started tearing the perforations between the Band-aid wrappers.

T:  I’m breaking these.

A:  Uh-oh.

T:  What do you think of that?

Slimy

Filed under: — Aprille @ 9:16 am

Tobin had a rough night, waking up several times heaving and spitting up (no major pukage; just phlegm and post-nasal drip, I think).  This morning, he was lying pathetically on the hallway floor, and Miles went to check on him.

M:  You’re not feeling so well, are you?

T:  I spit out my brains.

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