Mommy, My Head is Bumpy

Abby bumped her head one day and, after the tears dried, told me her head was "bumpy" and that she needed a band-aid. She insisted on wearing that band-aid for a solid week. She bathed & showered & slept, but that band-aid did not lose its grip. I even learned from her teachers that they had to bargain to get her to take it off for a class Christmas photo (and even then she insisted on holding it in her own hand during the photo). Eventually, the thing did fall off... leaving two raw red scars where the adhesive had been, far worse than the original "bump". She has a full-blown band-aid obsession now. No day goes by where there has not been some reason to say she needs a band-aid. I am beginning to see a significant pattern of learning obsessions... one always gives way to another right on its heels, and we never know what's next. Do you remember the obsession with turning the water on (and the scary water bill that went with it)? Then there was the obsession with picking up doggy poopoo in the yard. Then, with washing hands. Then, with going potty. I've skipped a bunch of them, but you get the picture. In the next post, I will highlight the most inconvenient obsession for me that is going on right now...