Some Good Old Fashioned Air

Ares wakes up multiple times a night (usually between the hours of 9-11pm).  To get our attention, he'll complain about something hurting.  This most recent time, it was a cut he has had on his finger since Thursday (today is Sunday).  He has peeled oranges, swung swords, dug in chocolate cupcakes, but tonight, tonight it hurts. He keeps saying he needs a band-aid.  I told him that since it's been so long since he skinned it, it just needs some good old fashioned air.   He states that it's red (it's a scrape, so it looks red, but it's not blood) and that since it's red it needs a band-aid.  I give the thumb lots of kisses, and tell him that he doesn't need a band aid and that he should just fall asleep and it should be better tomorrow.  He asks for another band-aid, and I remind him that when he got his flu shot last weekend we took the band-aid off after one day and it was all better.  Another three minutes go by, where we talk about something completely different, when he says - "Well, what if we get a band-aid, and cut a tiny hole in it?"  I didn't understand what he was talking about, but I just told him that he's not getting a band-aid.   Then he says "What if we get a band-aid, and cut a big hole in it - then it will get some good old fashioned air."   OMG, NOTHING gets by this kid!!  He's trying to analyze what might make me say yes to what he wants.

This morning, he woke up, came downstairs, and after a couple of minutes (with no one talking to him) he asked me if it was my birthday, and then told me happy birthday.  We talked about it last night, but the  kid has a great memory - or he noticed the cupcakes that he was not allowed to eat last night, hahaha!  I have a great picture of Ares with this cupcake (the size of his head!).

Also, I'll have to post a picture of Ninja Ares.  two swords in the back of his shirt, nun-chucks in his one hand, and a Starbucks in his other hand.  Definitely my son - and definitely his father's son!!