About two weeks ago The Demon Child took a spill off his bike and thought he was going to just die. So today, he got the chance to try his hand on a scooter. Naturally he had to start off going up and down a bunch of hills and yep, you guessed it, he lost his balance and rolled. He skinned up the palm of his hand and took a chunk of skin out of his hand.
Now naturally he thinks his little world is going to come to an end and he’s going to just die again. The whining and the crying has been going on non-stop for about an hour now, even though I’ve cleaned it, put some antibiotic on it, bandaged his hand up and kissed it to make it better.
But I won the argument about the bikes vs. skateboards vs. scooters. Ha! Point for Mom today!
Until we meet again,
The Mad White Woman
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PRESENTS, CARDS, FLOWERS, CANDY, ALL THINGS TECHIE ARE WELCOME FOR MY BIRTHDAY. MY WISH LIST IS HERE. BLAME AVITABLE. HE STARTED IT.
