Noah fell out of the car onto concrete and, in his own words 'boing-ed his head'.
There was blood. He cried. I cried. Mum even cried.
Dad came home and we all went to the doctor.
I looked around the examination room with interest.
"You'll be in here next!" said the nurse to me, while the doctor examined the boing-ed-up head.
Unfortunately, she's right.
It's two-month needles next week.
Sigh.
It's tough, the business of getting bigger.
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