The Curse strikes again.
Well, we got four days into the year before something crap happened. That must be pretty near a record or us 🙂 Last night, whilst playing with Tristan’s Magnetix set, Harmony decided to much about with the large ball bearings that come with the set.
She is now external to the ball bearing. There was a brief moment of horror where she looked wide eyed at us with a kind of “that was really really stupid†look on her face, then it was tears and hospitals and x-rays. She’s absolutely fine, of course – the xray shows the ball rattling about in her tum. It’ll work itself out eventually. Until then, of course, we need to be on poo-study duty to make sure it actually comes out. Joy.
Never one to miss an opportunity, of course, she cottoned on to the sympathy factor before she even got home from the hospital. “The ball in my tummy is making me sleepy.†“The ball in my tummy makes me want a happy meal.†It’s only a matter of time before “The ball in my tummy makes me want a pony.†:-/
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