I heard the scream and I thought, please, let it not be Natalie.
Crap. It was Natalie. I paused in my sweeping and turned around. And wanted to scream.
A zombie was coming at me! Blood was dripping down the face, clearly it had just fed on someone!
No wait, that was an episode of The Walking Dead.
This was Natalie.
Now, if this was her first time getting hurt I'd have been in a panic. But this child? Is hurt nearly every week. She either crashes into something, cuts her side, or scrapes her knee, gets stung by a bee when a bee goes flying up her shirt, falls flat on her face, or gets a hole in her head...
"MY TEETH ARE GONE!" she bellowed as blood slid down her chin.
I panicked then. Her teeth were gone? I peered in her mouth and saw that her upper teeth were bloodied, but they were all there.
"What happened?" I asked, scooping her up.
"I slipped! Off my scooter! I was being Elsa and I SLIPPED OFF MY SCOOTER!"
She shouted this right in my ear. It started to ring. I've had lots of ringing ears thanks to Natalie.
I wiped away the blood and discovered most of it was coming from her mouth and her upper lip. It wasn't gushing, thank goodness.
"I just wanted to have fun," Natalie said morosely. "I just wanted to have fun."
You can't really tell but she got a big upper lip and bruised gums. Oh and a scraped nose.
This child. It's probably why I have a head full of gray hairs already. I worry how it's going to be when she's an adult. Will she still get hurt? I'm going to really worry when she begins to drive. Why is she always injured? I mean, yes, she comes from a clumsy stock. I trip over my own feet. But she's also coordinated. She just....injuries find her. All the time.
Please. Let her not get hurt next month.