tv room: 3 loads of laundry to fold and bandaid wrappers.
living room: cars poised in mid-race and crash stance and squashed up and abandoned bandaids . . . 10 of them.
bathroom: empty and mashed-up bandaid box.
Evy's room: like 450 pieces of bandaid wrappers from the tabby things that go on the bandaid's sticky flaps to the 'germ-barrier' bandaid wrapper.
Merritt's room: laundry strewn everywhere (guess what he did instead of sleeping during today's naptime).
kitchen: two boys eating grapes and one of them has about 14 bandaids on him.
Evidently, bandaids are in style at my house. Plain, cartooned, small, large, and "circles"---we love them all.
