Conversation with Leda

It was a drive-by conversation. And not so much a conversation as it was Leda informing me of her latest calamity...

Leda says to me, as she is walking out of her room, "Mommy, I fell down the stairs."

I respond, as she passes me, still walking, "Yeah? Are you okay?

Leda says, matter-of-factly, practically in the next room, "I cried."

I look to Brock and say, "I am so blogging this."

It was cute - doesn't translate as well in print, but it was cute.

We are off to eat dinner and go to the Holiday Parade. May be more posting later, with pictures!

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