My husband left for work with a redhead and a brunette.  And my little girl is the one who helped him do it.  Burk had blisters on his thumbs and our little one LIVES to bring out the Band-Aids.  She was all out of Scooby Doo, Daddy’s first choice, so she bestowed her beloved Princesses upon him.  One of the things I have always loved about my husband is he truly does not care what other people think.  He went off completely fine with the fact that he was wearing Ariel from “The Little Mermaid” and Jasmine from “Aladdin” on his hands.  When he came home his little nurse eagerly inspected his bandages and was thrilled to see they were still firmly in place.  My husband and I, like any couple, have had our share of ups and downs.  I would think that is to be expected.  But we have always been transparent with each other, and for that I am truly grateful.  Dallas senior pastor T.D. Jakes said:

“My mother would take the Band-Aid off, clean the wound, and say, “Things that are covered don’t heal well.”  Mother was right.  Things that are covered do not heal well.”

With a satisfied nod our little one pronounced he could sleep in them.  I told her she had done a great job but now it was time to take the Band-Aids off.  When she asked why I explained things that are covered do not heal well.  And besides, the only one who will be sleeping with my husband is a blonde … and that’s me.  It was time to take the Band-Aids off.