I'm just going to start buying Bandaids in bulk

Another one for the baby book:  This is Alex's first injury that necessitated a Bandaid. 

This is actually the result of a re-booboo'd booboo.  Earlier this week, Alex and I were sitting on the front steps bugging John while he tried to fix the sprinklers when Alex took a tumble off the bottom step and face planted onto the walkway, thus producing an almost blood free scrape and bruise.  After a few tears, a day later it created an impressive scab.

This morning as I was loading up the car to go to the park, Alex took it upon himself to walk down the steps in the garage alone, which, obviously, didn't go well.  He fell in exactly the same way as the tumble earlier in the week, the garage floor cement scraping the old scab right off his head and this time there was blood.  More of it than I'd like to see coming out of my son's forehead.  After gathering him up in my arms and taking him to the kitchen to inspect the damage, I wiped the blood off his face and out of his hair to discover it was still just a flesh wound.  So, I put a bandaid on it and sealed it with my patented boo boo healing kiss.

He's quite proud of his bandaid.  Often putting his hand up to his forehead to make sure it's still there.  This particular bandaid was one of three we have in our first aid kit, so we're off to the store to buy another box.  Perhaps something in a Superhero, maybe Spider man or Superman.  I'll make sure to get the economy size because I'm sure this booboo is just the first of many requiring a bandaid.