Today when we got home from school I told Big Kid about our day.
"little kid got his finger stuck in the hole in Reggie's plastic wheel and we couldn't get it out! His finger was all fat and turning purple and wouldn't budge at all. I thought we were going to have to go to the hospital to have it cut off of him, but I gave it one last big hard pull, and he cried really loud, and it slid off, leaving him with a deep round cut around his finger," I said.
"Awww, little kid! Man, I'm sorry dat happened to you!"
"Iz 'kay, bubby. Iz not your fault."
"No, I mean I'm sorry it happened at all. It must've hurt, dat's what I'm sorry 'bout. I'm feelin' real bad dat it happened to you."
"It's my fault, not yours. It did hurt bad, I was tellin' mumum not to pull it but see said 'hode on' and pulled hard and dat is da part dat hurt me so bad. I don't want you to feel bad 'bout it, 'kay bubby? I'm 'kay now and I'm not gonna put my finger in 'at again, so don't feel bad."
"Poor little kid. Mom, you shouldn't have pulled it if he told you not to."
"His finger was turning dark blue! That was my last shot before taking him to the ER to have the wheel cut off. I was freaking out."
"Yeah, and you didn't want Reggie's wheel gettin' cut up, so you cut up little kid's finger. I'm sorry she did dat, little kid."
"Is okay, bubby, not your fault."
9 comments:
Aside from the fact that they are blaming this all on you...I think that is the cutest little exchange of words between them!
"I don't want you to feel bad 'bout it, 'kay bubby?"
Are you ever going to be able to win with those two?
Sweet exchange, though...But Dayum...Why's it always gotta end up your fault?
ha ha, you saved his poor little finger & you still came out the villain. Go figure.
Oh my. I hope this is not a look into my future. Baby Girl already asked me if I was being mean to her brudah the other day when I made him stop trying to climb on the stove. Totally not fair if they team up on us.
Oh well. At least they were getting along. That's more than I can say for my 3 and 5-year old today. Argggh.
Its like they are a gang and you are not in it
Aw... At least you know that they've got each other's back....
So Reggie is your new favorite huh??
Aww...so cool when they bond, even at your expense, eh?
When middle son was 2ish he stuck his finger into a magnetic letter "O" and didn't tell us...until he started screaming and holding up an almost-black finger. DH snipped the letter off (after much panic from both of us) which made oldest son scream, "THAT. WAS. *MY!!!* LETTER!" You can't win.
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