He got into the truck Friday after school and said, "I could see my bones in my leg today."
Of course, his dad and I were like, "WHAT?!?"
Then we find out he fell and skinned his knee, went to the nurse and got it cleaned up and bandaged.
Now, a week later, he's still moaning about it. I admit, it looks rough. He landed on a rock when he fell. He asked last night why we hadn't taken him to the hospital yet. Sigh.
Will we go to the hospital with a partially scabbed-over knee? Will we call to alert the media over our broken fingernail? Will I drink all the wine in the house before Monday? Stay tuned to the next episode of "Confessions of a Drama King" for the answers!
He needs acting lessons ASAP! You could be sitting on a gold mine ;)
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DeleteI commented and somehow deleted it within the space of a minute. Sigh. I'll try again.
DeleteS.G., you could be onto something! :-)
Oh the horror! Mother, Mother I'm dying just a glass of water.
ReplyDeleteThe poor dear! ;-)
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