A few weeks ago, Sabine was outside without her socks or shoes and came in with a bloody toe (maybe 2 drops of blood). Apparently, she had stepped or stubbed it on a rock. True to form when blood is involved (no matter how little), Griffin was very concerned. He brought her inside and explained what happened and wanted to make sure she was ok. As I rummaged for a band-aid and neosporin (not necessary, but would make her feel better as only a band-aid can), Griffin insisted on getting her a 'gift-card'. I looked at him like he was crazy and wondered how on earth we had taught the kids that if they are injured they somehow deserve a gift-card??? Hmmm...so after asking a few more questions, I learned he was equating 'getting a gift-card' with 'making her a card'. So, as I attended to the wounded in the kitchen, Griffin sat in the dining room with paper, pens and Sabine's favorite stickers hollering out words for me to spell so he could write them down. This is the end result...so dang sweet! I have had it on the refrigerator for a while now and finally Sabine insisted I take it down because she no longer has a hurt toe. :) Needless to say, I will be keeping this one for a very long time.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
The Sweetest 'Gift Card' Ever
A few weeks ago, Sabine was outside without her socks or shoes and came in with a bloody toe (maybe 2 drops of blood). Apparently, she had stepped or stubbed it on a rock. True to form when blood is involved (no matter how little), Griffin was very concerned. He brought her inside and explained what happened and wanted to make sure she was ok. As I rummaged for a band-aid and neosporin (not necessary, but would make her feel better as only a band-aid can), Griffin insisted on getting her a 'gift-card'. I looked at him like he was crazy and wondered how on earth we had taught the kids that if they are injured they somehow deserve a gift-card??? Hmmm...so after asking a few more questions, I learned he was equating 'getting a gift-card' with 'making her a card'. So, as I attended to the wounded in the kitchen, Griffin sat in the dining room with paper, pens and Sabine's favorite stickers hollering out words for me to spell so he could write them down. This is the end result...so dang sweet! I have had it on the refrigerator for a while now and finally Sabine insisted I take it down because she no longer has a hurt toe. :) Needless to say, I will be keeping this one for a very long time.
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