4 Years, 8 Months, 3 Weeks & 1 Day into Daddyhood

While scootering to the shops, she suffered a cut to her hand. Shallow and bloodless, but with the appearance of a papercut, so doubtless as painful as her complaints extolled. Holding the handle of the scooter was uncomfortable, so she stopped. She sought. She found a leafy branch. She held the leafy branch between wound and handle, continued to scoot, and after a short while declared the pain had abated. She implored me to retain the leafy branch.

From shops to park.

After playing, we departed. I left the leafy branch on the table in the park! Upon her request, I retrieved it. The pain that had recurred abated once more.

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