I was having a fairly satisfactory morning. The sun inspired me to stubbornly decide to sleep in long past 6. If it didn't have to get up today, I could wait a bit too. I like storms, my little sister does not. Of course, Bella is walking around with a black eye that refuses to open, a scabby face, and a swollen lip after she face planted on a gravel road Sunday. This puts a considerable damper on life when you are seven. :)
Looks are not everything (or even close) but they do hold strange sway over what we think. On Sunday, Bella tripped on the gravel path and took most of the impact on the side of her face. First I, and then Momma worked on getting all of the gravel and dirt out of the cut (which was no small ordeal). Impatient as usual, Bella instructed us to just "Put a band aid on!" so she could go play with her friend Abigail. Abby's eyes were huge. " I don't think we have band aids that big." So instead we set about trying to figure out how she could keep her cheek a little covered until the blood mostly stopped. Chloe sweetly tried to use pre-wrap around her head, but Bella vetoed this option. To Chloe' credit however, this is not a bad look, if you don't mind being a bit creative. If paired with some Egyptian clothes, it could possibly create a convincing mummy-ish style. Great for costume parties and scaring friends. Not so great for church.
Ivy helpfully suggested using clay and tinfoil to create a half face mask that molds to the face and hides the scabs, but still allows her to see through and eye hole. Phantom of the Opera anyone? Anyone?
Bella's own idea was to simply use bacitracin on the cuts, and then hold up a clean cloth to her face when she needed it. This was my idea too, minus the bandage. When I was seven, I would have left it for all to see, and enjoyed making up all sorts of different stories to tell about how I could possibly have gotten the cut. (fight with lions, mountain climbing, saving someone's life.. etc. the possibilities are great! )
( Picture from before her eye swelled)
But like our opinions on thunderstorms, our opinions on minor wounds are different too. Bella is walking around the house with a washcloth held up in front of half of her face today. There really is not much of a loss anymore, now that her eye has swollen shut and she can't see anyways. However, it keeps her looking as though she was just whacked in the face and is holding up a cloth the stop the bleeding as she runs for an ambulance or something, although she got her face messed up over 2 days ago. The blood has entirely stopped, yet she I guess grew kind of attached to the clean cloths at our house. When we went to out yesterday, the cashier started freaking out about this: " Oh my goodness do you need a bandage? Or some ice?" And Bella simply turned more pink as Dad explained that she got the scrapes 2 days ago, and just holds up the rag because she doesn't want people staring at her face, and likes the cloth. Hm, so much for NOT drawing attention to herself.
When we went to the orchestra last night, Bella changed her course of action, and instead wore a parka with a hood, and also popped her shirt collar. In terms of style and looks, this beat mummy pre-wrap, phantom masks, and cloths (Take note that this is really saying something, because pre-wrap around the head makes a statement). She likes this better (it keeps people from questioning her) although she looks very top secret agent-y, especially when she turns her face to the side so no one can see it and ask. But I guess suspicious is better than conspicuous, at least until she's better.
Until then, I anticipate washing many many collared shirts with the help of a pint sized Sherlock Holmes. I think I will miss her when she starts feeling normal again...
Looks are not everything (or even close) but they do hold strange sway over what we think. On Sunday, Bella tripped on the gravel path and took most of the impact on the side of her face. First I, and then Momma worked on getting all of the gravel and dirt out of the cut (which was no small ordeal). Impatient as usual, Bella instructed us to just "Put a band aid on!" so she could go play with her friend Abigail. Abby's eyes were huge. " I don't think we have band aids that big." So instead we set about trying to figure out how she could keep her cheek a little covered until the blood mostly stopped. Chloe sweetly tried to use pre-wrap around her head, but Bella vetoed this option. To Chloe' credit however, this is not a bad look, if you don't mind being a bit creative. If paired with some Egyptian clothes, it could possibly create a convincing mummy-ish style. Great for costume parties and scaring friends. Not so great for church.
Ivy helpfully suggested using clay and tinfoil to create a half face mask that molds to the face and hides the scabs, but still allows her to see through and eye hole. Phantom of the Opera anyone? Anyone?
Bella's own idea was to simply use bacitracin on the cuts, and then hold up a clean cloth to her face when she needed it. This was my idea too, minus the bandage. When I was seven, I would have left it for all to see, and enjoyed making up all sorts of different stories to tell about how I could possibly have gotten the cut. (fight with lions, mountain climbing, saving someone's life.. etc. the possibilities are great! )
( Picture from before her eye swelled)
But like our opinions on thunderstorms, our opinions on minor wounds are different too. Bella is walking around the house with a washcloth held up in front of half of her face today. There really is not much of a loss anymore, now that her eye has swollen shut and she can't see anyways. However, it keeps her looking as though she was just whacked in the face and is holding up a cloth the stop the bleeding as she runs for an ambulance or something, although she got her face messed up over 2 days ago. The blood has entirely stopped, yet she I guess grew kind of attached to the clean cloths at our house. When we went to out yesterday, the cashier started freaking out about this: " Oh my goodness do you need a bandage? Or some ice?" And Bella simply turned more pink as Dad explained that she got the scrapes 2 days ago, and just holds up the rag because she doesn't want people staring at her face, and likes the cloth. Hm, so much for NOT drawing attention to herself.When we went to the orchestra last night, Bella changed her course of action, and instead wore a parka with a hood, and also popped her shirt collar. In terms of style and looks, this beat mummy pre-wrap, phantom masks, and cloths (Take note that this is really saying something, because pre-wrap around the head makes a statement). She likes this better (it keeps people from questioning her) although she looks very top secret agent-y, especially when she turns her face to the side so no one can see it and ask. But I guess suspicious is better than conspicuous, at least until she's better.
Until then, I anticipate washing many many collared shirts with the help of a pint sized Sherlock Holmes. I think I will miss her when she starts feeling normal again...
They don't make band aids that big, Honey.