I think Sarah has a little selective hypochondria going on.
Mom "Sarah, what is 2 X 5?"
Sarah "My lips hurt so bad!!"
Mom "Sarah, let's go over your Awana verses."
Sarah "Ow, my back."
Mom "Sarah, please set the table."
Sarah "I hurt my foot today at recess. See? I'm limping."
Before I make a diagnosis and write up a treatment plan, I will need to observe more of this behavior. All symptoms seem to disappear when I ask her to go to Target with me.
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That's funny! Sounds like my daughter . .
Um. I have her disease... Marshall's releaves my pain even quicker.
Hi Heidi,
Maybe it's contagious??
Hi nutmeg,
I will give Marshall's a try too!
Ha ha ha!
Found you over on Mrs. 4444s blog - I'm a fellow Wisconsinite, too!
Ask the math questions on the way to Target GOTCHA!
hhhhmmmmm.....very interesting.
"See? I'm limping." Love it.
Boys suffer the affliction as well...
Well, maybe if you weren't working her so hard! Sheesh! (JK) :)
I really should lay off....:)
Our son had a touch of this when he was a little boy. We used to say that when we put him to bed, he gave himself a physical! He would come to his bedroom door repeatedly and call down to us that he had a scratch on his arm, or his toe hurt, etc. ANYTHING to keep from having to go to sleep! I guess we should have offered him a trip to Target! :)
They're so adept at those excuses. I asked my 2 year old to help me hang up the laundry and I think she'd helped me before ... her response, "me too young" and she walked away - well I cracked up - ...
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