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"Brutal"

Well, Ralexwin informs me that the last day of the Bar Exam was "brutal," but that everyone else thought so too.

So today we wait for him to get home and spend a few days before he leaves again. While we are waiting I get the distinct pleasure of dealing with Vicbowin, who is currently limping around the house and screaming every time she puts weight on her leg.

"I think it's broken!!!" She keeps wailing.

"Did you fall on it?" I keep asking in that forced patience that only a mom can pull off.

"Noooooooo."

"Then it's not broken."

She's bugging me.

I suppose I ought to be more patient with her, but what it comes down to is the fact that she's a drama queen and I'm just not convinced it's as bad as all that.

If, for instance, I said "Well then you'll have to stay in bed and not go to that party you have today." She'll immediately straighten her leg and deal with the pain. To me, this suggests that the pain isn't half as bad as she's making it out to be.

And I just know she doesn't get her drama from me. No way, no how, have I ever been, in my entire life, never ever once, without a doubt, hands down, zero times, have I ever, ever, ever been dramatic. I'm a perfectly controlled person, always.


Comments

Meaghan said…
Oh Charity, you make me laugh :) Especially that last paragraph ^.^

JK I love you!!
Cari Hislop said…
No you weren't a drama Queen...you just talked really loudly while performing the necessary wild arm gestures (or while dancing) to ensure as you imparted your opinion that there would be no misunderstanding that you meant exactly what you meant! You were such a cute kid!!!

As for your daughter, it could be growing pains. Some people have intense growth spurts which can be agonising. I never had that problem, but then I didn't have far to grow!
Cannwin said…
lol. :)

Me? Loud? I'm pretty sure I've yelled at my husband for shushing me before.... he's since learned.

If Vicbowin were to get growing pains it would be to her benefit... she was the second shortest kid in her class last year... her brother is outpacing her already!

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