today was kind of crap actually. dad went to work. that bummed me out. it's sunday and we spend the day together doing fun guy stuff. mom explained to me that dad didn't really want to go but he's got lots of important talks to prepare for.
mom and i went to do the grocery shopping. everything was fine until we did the check out. i was bouncing around the cart and messing around. mom told me to stop but i didn't listen. i bounced a little too hard and ended up catching my eyebrow on the side of the cart. it hurt. i covered my face and said- ouch ouch ouch. mom checked me and said there was blood. OUCH. someone said the word bandaid and that was it. i started to howl. NO BANDAIDS! the checkout girl gave me a paper towel and i used that to stop the blood.
mom drove us home. she cleaned up my face a bit. she said i would most likely have a scar. a star? i don't want to have a star on my face. a scar. then mom explained what a scar is.
dad called a little after lunch so mom and i went to go get him. whooo-hoo. dad's back. we're going to spend the rest of the day playing video games. awesome