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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

"What hurts?"

So, tonight was a night like no other. My son actually finished his dinner. 

Every bite. 
This never happens. He'll sit there tapping his fork on his plate with an extended bottom lip staring blankly at whatever entree is on the receiving end of his pity-fest.

But tonight he ate. 
And he ate it all. 
And he told me it was delicious.
When he was done he quickly grabbed his empty paper plate and twisted to launch himself out of the dining chair to come show me just how much he truly loved my meal...but his shoe got stuck in the chair (darn rubber soles) and he fell smashing his knee on the hardwood floor and slamming his face into his alfredo-smeared plate. 
I looked him over. No broken bones, no missing eyeballs. I  gave one of my magical healing kisses but it didn't seem to work this time.
I shushed him a little and asked, "What hurts, baby?"
He looked up at me with tears the size of baseballs and between sobs replied, 
"The floor!"

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