Katie was worried this nicotine patch stuck to her shoe could absorb through the sole and make her addicted to nicotine. How cute is that? I told her not to touch it, peeled it off with plastic gloves, then threw it out (after I went in the back room and licked it a few times ... oh, Dark Mother, once again I suckle at your smoky teat!)
It's best the kids don't get hooked too early, and have to face the Beast at such tender age. The Beast we all come to know, that hungry demon that breathes on our neck in the night and claws us to succumb to the seductive power of the chemical world.
Oh, Monster!!!
I might be making too much of this; after all, she just had some trash stuck on her shoe. I'm OK.
