I have an owie.
Satchmo ran headlong into my lap without warning. Actually, he tripped on my lap and fell headlong into my mouth. He ended up with a small red bump. I ended up with a big, fat bloody lip.
My first thought: OWWWWWWW!
My second thought: Agh, I’m bleeding! A lot! I need ice! Or a bag of frozen vegetables! Or –
My third thought: Hmm, this is a good excuse for some ice cream!
Posted on February 23rd, 2007 by Dove
Filed under: Kids
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