a girl is wounded...

"Mama, me really hurt my hand. My finger is sooooo hurt. See, me need a band-aid"
(upon examination is looks a tad red but notta; no mortal wound, no blood, no scratch)
"Anni, I think it is OK, you are tough" (I add a Mama kiss that usually solves most minor pain issues)
"No, Mama me really really need it (said with much emphasis for dramatic effect). Me need a pink one with princesses"
"Ok, if you think you need one but we only have plain ones"
"What? (said with shock and general disgust). Plain ones is stinky"

Well then.