The last time my husband and I took our kids to an amusement park, we were all required to wear wristbands. While my husband fussed over cutting the way-too-long end off of his wristband with the pair of fingernail clippers we had in the car, he glanced over at me and laughed.
Yes, I folded it into a bow.
And yes, my husband told me to take some pictures for my blog.
So this is for you, Babe. If you want me to fold the end of your wristband into a bow next time, I would be more than happy to help you out with that!