I was going to tell you about Little One's awesome prize-winning fever episode and the medical juggernaut She traversed in consequence. But, really, She tells it better. This is Her version of today:
"Hopital. Doctor come. (points sharply to the crease of Her arm)- POKE! Little One owie. Poke owie. (shakes Her head morosely a moment, then straightens up and puffs out Her chest) Little One Bave! (brave). Bave! Doctor come. Give treats! Goo gurl Little One. Bave, treats. Tank you!! Tank you treats! (shows off the plastic bracelets. Smiles.) Mommy? Doctor. She nice!"
I was there. I can tell you, it's all true. Especially the part about Her being so brave. Even the part where She thanked the nurse that stuck a needle in Her arm- and that was before the bracelets. Having a sick Little One gives me reason to feel helpless, and sad. But also proud.
"Hopital. Doctor come. (points sharply to the crease of Her arm)- POKE! Little One owie. Poke owie. (shakes Her head morosely a moment, then straightens up and puffs out Her chest) Little One Bave! (brave). Bave! Doctor come. Give treats! Goo gurl Little One. Bave, treats. Tank you!! Tank you treats! (shows off the plastic bracelets. Smiles.) Mommy? Doctor. She nice!"
I was there. I can tell you, it's all true. Especially the part about Her being so brave. Even the part where She thanked the nurse that stuck a needle in Her arm- and that was before the bracelets. Having a sick Little One gives me reason to feel helpless, and sad. But also proud.
So sweet. It's amazing how children can be more grown up than us grown ups sometimes.
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