Skinned Knee

L got his first skinned knee the other night. He also bumped his head and has a bruise there, but this is not the first time he's bumped his noggin. He was soo upset about his skinned knee. He did a pretty good number on it. He kept asking me to wash it, as if washing it would remove it from his leg. I put ointment and ice on it. He still cried. I put on his favorite TV show. He still cried. I got Ben and Bunny. He still cried. I held him...tried a bandage. Nope. Didn't work. He didn't want to sit, but he didn't want to stand 'cause, "hurts me Mommy," he said many times. Sitting with his knees bent at a ninety degree angle neither pulled nor pushed the skin, so that was the most comfortable way for him to sit. I had a lightbulb moment and decided that sitting in the stroller would be the best thing for him. So we went for a walk. His mind was preoccupied by our search for pumpkins, "ghostbusters" (ghosts) and all things Halloween. He held tight to Ben and Bunny for comfort. It was a good thirty minutes before he remembered he had an ouchy. Then his tears resurfaced. L has a pretty high tolerance for pain, but a low tolerance for things being out of place. I think his knee hurt, but I think he was more annoyed that the scrape was not supposed to be on his skin. He slept all night (thank you, L!!) for the second night in a row, woke up and is feeling better.