Don't worry. I'm OK. (That's ketchup on my cheeks.) I just spent a few hours at the ER this evening. I got into a fight with a chair, and the chair won. As a consolation prize, I received a burger and fries from Del Taco, and I evaded bedtime for several hours. I earned it. The doctor and the nurse had to strap me down Hannibal Lecter-style. Only my nose poked through the covering for the doctor to do his work. And I was awake for the whole thing! My parents were ecstatic.Tuesday, February 21, 2012
My First Stitches
Don't worry. I'm OK. (That's ketchup on my cheeks.) I just spent a few hours at the ER this evening. I got into a fight with a chair, and the chair won. As a consolation prize, I received a burger and fries from Del Taco, and I evaded bedtime for several hours. I earned it. The doctor and the nurse had to strap me down Hannibal Lecter-style. Only my nose poked through the covering for the doctor to do his work. And I was awake for the whole thing! My parents were ecstatic.
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Gracie, you are now officially no longer a toddler, but a cool little kid.
ReplyDeleteLove, Bampa