P skinned up her knee at the splash pad last week. It really wasn't a bad scratch at first glance. Well, it turned into a majorly big scab over the next few days. Today, I was taking C to work at a friend's house and hear this convo from the back seat:
P: Hey, my owie has hairs growing out of it.
T (without missing a beat): Did you name them?
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