In a fit of electronic organization I was sorting through the My Documents folder on my computer. True to most organization projects I discovered lots of garbage that could be pitched. Also true to most organization projects I uncovered one completely forgotten treasure. I wrote it down two years ago during the April when Gleek was four years old:
Gleek: “Oh! Do you remember that time when Kiki was running in the family room and fell down and broke her head off?”
Me (confused): “What?”
Gleek: “Kiki was running around and fell and broke her head off and you had to take her to the hospital and they sewed it.” A pause for thought “Did you carry her head for her?”
At this point I realized that Gleek was retelling the story of Kiki’s Stitches as she remembered it. The real event was not nearly so exciting as Gleek’s version. Kiki had three little stitches on her forehead from which she has a small white scar.
It made me laugh out loud when I read it, so I wanted to share.
Head falling off, a three-inch scratch, same diff.
😉
Head falling off, a three-inch scratch, same diff.
😉
To a 4-year-old, it is! 🙂
To a 4-year-old, it is! 🙂
The white scar
Although it may change color the scar will be there for years to come. got one when i was 3 directly on the forehead, I am 23 now, its still there.
The white scar
Although it may change color the scar will be there for years to come. got one when i was 3 directly on the forehead, I am 23 now, its still there.
“Did you carry her head for her?”
That’s adorable.
I love how kids can come up with the craziest interpretations, which to them are completely true! And that’s far better than remembering blood, or upset and tears.
Thanks for the laugh.
“Did you carry her head for her?”
That’s adorable.
I love how kids can come up with the craziest interpretations, which to them are completely true! And that’s far better than remembering blood, or upset and tears.
Thanks for the laugh.