Me: <taking off a bandaid and throwing it away>
Jared: "Why you have a bandaid?"
Me: "I had an owie but it's gone now."
Jared: "Did Daddy hit you?"
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Hopefully he won't go around telling people that!
Posted by: Chag | April 08, 2006 at 06:46 AM