One thing I love about little kids is to hear them retell news (that you already knew) in their own version. The other day, the little girls and Andrew had dropped over with Nathan, and as Christina was whizzing around me on her bike she was telling me this story.
She said, “Aunt Anna, did you know that Gigi fell down the stairs and broke THREE of her ankles?!”
She continued dramatically telling me about all that was going on with Gigi, while I sympathized with all that had happened.
I then asked her, “Tina, how did she break three of her ankles if she just has two?”
Tina said, “Well, she just did.”
Pretty sweet—a little three-year-old couldn’t quite comprehend that Gigi had fallen and broken three bones IN her one ankle!
Gigi is now recovering and learning to hop on one foot with her walker. It is a blessing to be nearby so that we can go over and help her.
“A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance:
but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.”