


The same day we planted the herbs outside, Morgaine got scratched by one of our cats. Imagine that she is freaking out because it is stinging, jumping up and down holding her finger.
Morgaine: I need a bandaid! I need a bandaid!
Me: Oh, Morgaine, it isn't really bleeding. It just needs a little time.
Morgaine stops jumping and crying and goes to the front door. Perplexed, I follow her.
Me: Where are you going, Morgaine?
Morgaine: I'm going out to get some thyme.
So out she goes and grabs off a couple leaves of the thyme growing in the garden, eats them and then informs me that she is doing much better because she had some thyme.
I haven't corrected her on this because, well, it works. Who says thyme CAN'T be used for scrapes? If it works, it works right? Though, perhaps, I should let her know before she grows up and has kids of her own!
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