A couple of weeks ago Paige and I had this very strange conversation in the car.
Paige: I wish I could get a bloody nose like Josh. (***Josh gets two or three a week)
Me: Why?
Paige: I want to smell it.
Me: Oh. Are you a vampire?
Paige: What you say?
End of conversation.
Well her wish came true tonight. Paul was teasing her with a piece of belly button lint while she was sitting near the end of our bed. Suddenly...she was doing a backflip off the end of our bed and somehow managed to hit her nose. As she was crying a drip of blood dropped onto my hand. We soon found that the she did indeed have a bloody nose and her cries turned to laughter. This was the source of much joy and conversation the rest of the night. She is a strange little girl.
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OH memories of Rainy... If anyone ever takes a black light to her room... I am sure we will be arrested for all the blood we have cleaned up! She and Paige should never talk! :)
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"cutir" Oh how perfect for my Rainy comment if I say that phonetically!
At certain times of the year Nick is one bloody nose after another. He would gladly share those with Paige if only he could.
What? One kid gets a "code" name and the other doesn't? What is up with Nick?
I am going to call you soon!
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