Marsha blogged her son’s very cute slip up, and it reminded me to blog a recent one of Sprite’s. Obviously nine year olds still say cute things. Actually this one is so good that it’s already become a private joke between Sprite and me.
We were walking down our hill to run errands, and I commented that she seemed to feel much better than yesterday. She agreed and proceeded to explain to me how she did, in fact, feel that very bad day.
She said, “My head hurt; my legs were aching. I had nausea, and my throat hurt. It felt like five giants and an elf were throwing me around.”
I stopped in my tracks and laughed outloud. “What was the elf doing??!!”
She sheepishly responded, “He was jabbing me as the giants were throwing me back and forth.”
Pretty descriptive, isn’t it?
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