Last week her Dad picked her up from kinder as per usual but when she got her home he said that she needed to talk to me about something which happened at Kinder ..
.. "Roxiee, what happened at Kinder?"
.. "Ohhhh, THAT .. well, i was running on the grass and a zipper went up my nose"
"A .. what? .. huh? .. what has happened, Roxiee?"
"Well, i was running, and then i fell over on the grass, onto a zipper and it went up my nose, and got stuck!"
"Roxiee, was a zipper up your nose?"
"Yeah. It's still there. It sort of hurts"
"Roxiee this is really important, is there REALLY a zipper up your nose?"
"Yeah" .. *big smile*
"okay, so tell me how it REALLY got there so i can tell the Dr"
"I was running on the grass ..
"Roxiee, that isn't the truth. I NEED the truth to tell the Dr"
"okay Mummy. I was sleeping on my bed, not doing nothing, then a boy came up and stuck a zipper up my nose and it got stuck and then i couldn't sleep anymore because a zipper was up my nose and it got stuck!!"
"this still isn't true, Roxiee, i need you to tell me the REAL truth, right now before i ring the Dr. The Dr does NOT like lies"
.. *sigh* .. "Okay mummy. I did it. I stuck a zipper up my nose. It's very stuck"
.. naturally there was a Dr's visit. There was a possibility that she had inhaled the zip to a lung. There was the possibility (according to the Dr) that she hadn't stuck a zipper up her nose at all because .. "I am sorry Mrs Sutherland but i can't see anything, it is very unlikely that she has stuck a zipper, of all things, so far up her nose that i can not see it .. very unlikely indeed" .. "I understand where you are coming from Dr, BUT .. you don't know Roxiee, she's crazy, there WILL be a zipper somewhere in her body" .. sure enough, further investigation showed a zipper, from her kinder bag, lodged SO far up her nostril that it practically pierced her brain (my interpretation, not the Dr's) .. the Dr's interpretation was that it was lodged so far up that she thought we would need to go to the hospital to get it removed. Luckily Roxiee was brave and patient enough to get the zipper removed in the Dr's surgery, saving us the hospital trip.
So this, this is what you get when you cross a 4 year old girl, with my genes. She's crazy and i love her.
"Roxiee, that isn't the truth. I NEED the truth to tell the Dr"
"okay Mummy. I was sleeping on my bed, not doing nothing, then a boy came up and stuck a zipper up my nose and it got stuck and then i couldn't sleep anymore because a zipper was up my nose and it got stuck!!"
"this still isn't true, Roxiee, i need you to tell me the REAL truth, right now before i ring the Dr. The Dr does NOT like lies"
.. *sigh* .. "Okay mummy. I did it. I stuck a zipper up my nose. It's very stuck"
.. naturally there was a Dr's visit. There was a possibility that she had inhaled the zip to a lung. There was the possibility (according to the Dr) that she hadn't stuck a zipper up her nose at all because .. "I am sorry Mrs Sutherland but i can't see anything, it is very unlikely that she has stuck a zipper, of all things, so far up her nose that i can not see it .. very unlikely indeed" .. "I understand where you are coming from Dr, BUT .. you don't know Roxiee, she's crazy, there WILL be a zipper somewhere in her body" .. sure enough, further investigation showed a zipper, from her kinder bag, lodged SO far up her nostril that it practically pierced her brain (my interpretation, not the Dr's) .. the Dr's interpretation was that it was lodged so far up that she thought we would need to go to the hospital to get it removed. Luckily Roxiee was brave and patient enough to get the zipper removed in the Dr's surgery, saving us the hospital trip.
So this, this is what you get when you cross a 4 year old girl, with my genes. She's crazy and i love her.
I guess .. there really never was much hope for her when family days at the beach go a little something like this .. hmm ..
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And .. i guess there isn't much hope for the baby sister when she's already getting into these shenanigans at only 9 weeks old .. |
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