Thursday afternoon Husband called me at work to say that we needed to head home as soon as possible. The school nurse had called him to say that G had hurt her arm while playing at school. When we finally got home and talked to G about what happened, we got quite the story:
Husband: How did you hurt your arm?
G: We were outside and a boy was doing a cartwheel and he landed on my arm.
Husband: So this happened at PE?
G: No sir. We were just outside...
Husband: What were you doing outside?
G: Waiting for them to get the snake out of our room.
Husband: A snake in your classroom?
G: Uh-huh. It was on the keyboard.
Husband: ...but it was a fake, rubber snake?
G: It was a real, baby snake on her keyboard. And we went outside while they got it out...
Husband: What did your teacher say?
G: Oh, we had a substitute...
...and then we went on to the doctor. Turns out there were no broken bones, just a really deep bruise.
And that was our Thursday.
1 comment:
that was quite the conversation! Your house is coming along so well...I know you are super excited! miss you, friend! xo
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