Sunday, March 17, 2013

in the land of not right

Beach has done something to her finger.
Hot-red-swollen.


When? She doesn't know.
What? She doesn't know.
Does it hurt? She doesn't know.
Did it happen at gym? Doesn't know.
Did it hurt at gym? Doesn't know.
Did happen in the yard? Doesn't know.
Did hurt yesterday? Doesn't know.


Alright kid, what do you know?


Jackpot! 
It hurts when you do this.

2 comments:

  1. One time Crystal got a sliver in the middle of her palm. We thought we got it out. She was about ten. I didn't think anything about it until we were sitting out in the yard and she lifted her hand. She had this purple puss filled goober in the middle of her hand about the size of a ping pong ball. I freaked out and said, "why didn't you tell me?". She said, "I was afraid you would get mad." Good hell!!! I'll tell ya about the time she had an ear infection so bad that she was pretty much deaf and she didn't say a word.

    Kindred spirits? I think so.

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