Daniel has a small wart on his finger that we've been putting some medicine on in hopes of getting rid of it. We put a band-aid on afterwards so that he won't mess with it too much. Whenever he has a band-aid on, he refuses to use that hand for anything, just insisting that his hand is 'broken'. Then, last night, this happened:
Daniel: My finger is going to fall off soon.
Daddy: What are you going to do when your finger falls off?
Daniel: Open my washer door with other fingers.
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Last night he spent some time like this. He said he was "Reading about my green light in my robot cool chair." He was reading the instruction manual to his OK To Wake green light.

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