Not really. She actually fell down and hit her head on the bleachers at Nick's soft ball game. I feel semi-responsible, not only because I am her mother, but also because she was bringing me my large awkward purse. We left immediately, and Nick was shouting," you might have to take her to the hospital to get that swelling lump drained!" And I was like,"How the heck should I know if it needs to be drained!?" He didn't know. But it was fine she just got this awesome black eye.
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