Davis had his friend Seth over today. After a horribe night of sleep (or lack thereof) last night, I decided I "needed" a Diet Coke so I threw the kids into the car and drove up to the gas station for a 32 ouncer. I let the kids pick out a treat. The kids were sitting on the back steps and eating their sugary nightmares. Eliza stood up suddenly and very clumsily fell down a step where she landed on a bunch of hard toys. She immediately screamed out it pain-- think an extra loud scream for princess effect.
Davis--ever the empathatic twin-- didn't get up to help her. He didn't even flinch.
He did, however, mumble, "At least she's still alive."
To which Seth replied, "Yeah."
Neither boy missed a beat and promptly popped their face full of another bite.
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3 comments:
Oh my gosh, that's so funny!
HAHAHAHA! That is so like boys!
Is D like Dan? "No blood or guts, you'll be okay." Basically if there isn't anything protruding from your body, no sympathy.
hahaha! i have a couple doting boys who are worried sick if anybody whimpers. unless of course they caused the whimper.
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