I told her (after inspecting the "VERY VERY SERIOUS WOUND"), that I would go get her a "band-an" in just a minute.
Apparently, "just a minute" was waaaay too long for Ellie Bellie.
She returned with these Band-ans on two fingers. And apparently we were out of the normal sized ones. (And we keep these in the top cabinet above the hamper section of our linen closet. HOW??)
Todd and I were trying reeeeealllly hard to not laugh about our budding surgeon's zeal in bandaging her wound.
Now THAT's what I call a band-an!