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A Little Help, Please

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By marydalene

This was a while ago, but I don’t want to forget it. Timothy has a problem with dry hands – he washes them and doesn’t do a very good job drying them and so ends up with hands that are rough and scaly, and sometimes even crack on him. Frequently before bedtime we tell him to put some lotion on his hands. The other day, he came out with a little, “Uh, can you help me, Mommy? I got a little too much lotion.”  That’s when I started laughing.

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  1. BarbaraMay 20, 2009 at 8:40 AM

    What a diligent son!! :) Too much lotion is a good opportunity to learn about sharing.

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  2. Lynda/MomMay 20, 2009 at 12:44 PM

    Been there, done that. It is pretty funny to have it on camera. Aunt Lynda

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  3. GrammyzanneMay 20, 2009 at 2:57 PM

    Been there too.

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  4. MaryAnnMay 20, 2009 at 5:06 PM

    That is too funny! Marydalene, I would like to know if you are going to be able make it Sandy's bridal shower Monday morning? Please leave a comment on my blog letting me know if you can make it. Thanks!

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  5. Shae, Jay, and chillin'May 20, 2009 at 8:01 PM

    That looks like a good, think glove of moisturizer!

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  6. JoanneMay 20, 2009 at 9:23 PM

    Reminds me of when pump soap dispensers were just first out. We had one in our bathroom and a visitor using the bathroom thought it was lotion. She generously applied it all over her face! Talk about dry skin!

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