"I need a bandand"

I bought some Barbie band aids the other day and Taryn just insisted that she needed one. She kept showing me little scraps all over her body and telling me that she needed a "bandand"(as she calls them). I kept trying to convince her that she didn't need one but she was pretty insistent. So, I finally gave in when she told me very nicely and with great concern that the owie on her lip she got from falling of off our bed, needed a bandand (she had fallen a few days before and there was just a red spot left). It was so funny, she really believed that she needed one and wouldn't let Beau take it off until bedtime. This was the best picture I could get she didn't want me to take one.