so we were in the parking garage heading to the car today and he was not listening and running ahead of me. he tripped and wiped out, scraping both knees and an elbow. the cardboard was somehow collateral damage in this fall and ending up with a couple of tiny specs of blood on it.
in the car i was cleaning his scrapes with a wet-one and he was crying about needing band-aids. he noticed the blood on the cardboard and insisted that his trucks needed band-aids too. riiiiiiiiight.
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