Troy really deserves the trophy for "Dad of the year who always stops what he's doing at work to rush home because his wife is freaked out over another injured kid". Then when he gets home..okay it's only happened twice..the injury isn't THAT bad. But he still never complains.
Judge for yourself.
That sucker bled and bled and then she wouldn't stop crying even when I touched the other side of her foot. I thought it was broken! She was running on our couch in the family room without cushions on it of course and her foot went right through and got sliced.
Our little Frankenstein :(
Comforting my sissy without makeup on and sporting the Kanelos small eye. What a sight!
So Troy rushed home and she had been crying and crying and whimpering and moaning and as soon as she opened her eyes it was like she saw an angel. She jumped out of my arms with eyes half opened and blurted "Daddy!!!!!!!" She was now fine. Uggh.
So now she's all happy go lucky and still babying her leg. I guess it looks worse than it is but it's still painful to the touch.
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