It all started with this book. A book I grew up on, the same physical book that my mother grew up on. I hadn't seen the original copy for many years. I stumbled upon a fresh new copy of it last summer and, like a child, turned each page with delight as the pictures brought childhood back to me. Soon after, we surprised my mom and handed her the book to read to her granddaughters. With tears, she experienced the same reunion with the simple tale of a little girl, her bandages, and apron.
I've watched Johanna for months turn each page carefully, studying each picture, as I once did, dreaming of being that little nurse. For some time I had been devising a plan to make her dreams come true for Christmas with a fresh box of bandages and such.
An old cigar box with a hot glued elastic strap to keep it closed. Nothing fancy for a nurse's kit.
A few special things: band aids, lavender water (which "fixes everything"), candy pills, terry cloth, cotton balls, Ace bandage, and popsicle sticks.
An old (and meaningful) leather briefcase that came into my life at the perfect time. A white sticker on her briefcase and Johanna is official.
It was an old briefcase that needed a little TLC. I was happy to replace the worn, musty cardboard base insert with something a bit more fresh and wipeable.
And something I wasn't planning on making happened to enter my mind right when I thought the nurse's kit and briefcase was complete. Alas, it wasn't complete without the apron.
Doctor Dan, a companion to Nurse Nancy, fits quite nicely inside the nurse's briefcase. And so she keeps busy unwrapping band aids and wrapping bandages and spraying "magic" water.
We're all feeling quite better, thank you, nurse.
the sleepy time gal