boo boo drama

i had a big day on wednesday, but don't panic. i made my first boo boo and now i can say boo boo and point to my boo boo.
i was wandering around my kitchen and put my tiny hand into a tiny vent on our stove and cried a little. my parents asked me if i was ok and thought my teeth were bothering me because i have a molar coming in. my mom was making dinner. my daddy took me to the couch for some book time. THAT is when we saw the red blood coming out of my finger. it looked like a lot of blood for a small finger. i was kinda fascinated by the whole thing but my parents acted like there was a chinese fire drill in the house. my hand shoved up in the air, paper towels squeezed tight, talk of getting in the car and an er...momma running towards the band aids and neosporin faster than i sure thought she could run. my parents might be silly.
The bleeding stopped in five minutes. dada put my hand in an ice cup which is probably one of my top ten favorite things to do. the next day my boo boo kept bleeding because i kept chewing on my power puff girl band aid so we decided to visit my nice doctor at ballard pediatrics. good news! i did not need a stitch of thread but he wrapped my hand up in guaze and my own sock. what an elaborate set up for such a small boo boo! it was funny and not too annoying! now i am fine and my boo boo is better and the oven vents are covered. phew.
love lily