Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Thomas and I are in the kitchen making pancakes for dinner.
(we are packing to move so we are trying to use up pantry items, etc.)
Logan [coming from stairway in red sleeper pajamas with a concerned look on her face, she approaches the bar near the kitchen.] "I have a mark on my forehead."
Tommy: "What is it?"
Logan: "I don't know."
Tommy: "Did you hurt yourself?"
Logan: "Uhm...no."
Tommy: "When did it happen?"
Logan: "I don't know."
Taj walks around the end of the cabinets from the kitchen and meets Logan at the end of the bar. Just under Logan's hairline is a reddish-pink swipe along her forehead, looks kindof like 'road rash', varying from pink to purple/red with spotty, dotted edges, and a tapering shape like a comet.
Taj: "Go wash your face."
Logan: "Why?"
Taj: "When your mark or owie is sticky, that's one problem. When your owie is sticky and tastes like raspberries, it's another. You wiped your finger on your face after you made your PB&J for after-school snack. Go wash your face."
Logan: "Oh."
[she retreats to the powder room bathroom where you can hear her telling herself it's a jelly owie, not a real owie.]
Thomas and I are in the kitchen making pancakes for dinner.
(we are packing to move so we are trying to use up pantry items, etc.)
Logan [coming from stairway in red sleeper pajamas with a concerned look on her face, she approaches the bar near the kitchen.] "I have a mark on my forehead."
Tommy: "What is it?"
Logan: "I don't know."
Tommy: "Did you hurt yourself?"
Logan: "Uhm...no."
Tommy: "When did it happen?"
Logan: "I don't know."
Taj walks around the end of the cabinets from the kitchen and meets Logan at the end of the bar. Just under Logan's hairline is a reddish-pink swipe along her forehead, looks kindof like 'road rash', varying from pink to purple/red with spotty, dotted edges, and a tapering shape like a comet.
Taj: "Go wash your face."
Logan: "Why?"
Taj: "When your mark or owie is sticky, that's one problem. When your owie is sticky and tastes like raspberries, it's another. You wiped your finger on your face after you made your PB&J for after-school snack. Go wash your face."
Logan: "Oh."
[she retreats to the powder room bathroom where you can hear her telling herself it's a jelly owie, not a real owie.]
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