Schatz woke up a little early this morning and was playing with the dog while I was going about my morning "pre-kid" routine. They were playing a little rough and Schatz got hurt. She walked down the hall to find me and to tattle on the dog.
Schatz: Mom. I think Lucy (pause) might have (pause) broke my back.
Me: What happened?
Schatz: We were (pause) playing and she (pause) hurt me.
Me (lifting her shirt and looking at her back, but seeing no scratches or marks): It must hurt pretty bad.
Schatz: I think (pause) it's broken. We'd better go to the (pause) hospital.
Me: I'll bet it hurts, but there is no blood. I think you'll be okay. Dust yourself off.
Schatz: You are seriously going to make me go to school?
Me: Yep. I think you'll be okay.
Schatz (stomping away in disbelief): I cannot believe you are making me go to school with a broken back.
This Ham is NOT Burned!
1 year ago