Saturday, May 23, 2009
The Secret to Loving Your Body
We're leaving the bowling alley at 2 a.m. Emmie doesn't see the curb and skins her knee.
"Eeeeeh! I can't take it anymore!" she whines, and I snicker as I buckle her into her seat.
"Okay, honey. Dial it back, please."
"I got a boo-boo on my knee," she complains.
"That's awesome," Jim compliments her.
"No!" she says. "It's hurty."
"We didn't say it wasn't hurty. We said it was awesome," I said. "We'll take pictures of it later."
""NO!" She insists. "Iss NOT awesome. Iss not good. Boo-boos are not good."
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