Everything with Anna lately has been associated with an injury. But "injury" I mean, something that MAY have cause a little bit of pain. A TINY bit of pain. I keep telling her that if she keeps telling me that she has "another owie" (sp?), I won't know when she's really hurt. She thought she was going to DIE when she fell of her bike the other day. It went something like this:
Anna: (crying) "Ow, Mommy I got another owie!"
Me and Daddy: (the usual response) "Jump up, you're alright."
Anna: "Oh! The blood coming OUT! I need to go to tha hospital!"
I had to tell her the other day that there must be lots more blood that that to have to go to the hospital. But we are running out of band-aids fast.
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