In the beginning, it was my sister. Klutz Queen, I tell ya. She could walk across a bare room and somehow injure herself. All the time. Then came my adorable daughter Jessica. Same thing. If there was something to run into, she'd run into it. Something to bump into, same thing. Something to stub her toe on, consider it stubbed
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Oh I sewed my finger, too. Somehow I have a needle wound that went through the tip of my finger. It didn't hurt that much, but I could see a little line of blood just under the surface of my skin when I did it.
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