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We finally got around to taking Nariah to Kohl’s and Target to let her use her gift cards from Bday and Christmas. It was interesting to see her pick and choose what to get, asking Mommy and I for our opinions on different toys.  Thrifty dad even worked out a plan at Kohl’s to make separate purchases because they had a buy one get one 1/2 off deal, but had to pay for that cheaper item on its own so the 1/2 off would go towards the more pricier item.  Everything’s good when we get to the checkout counter. Nariah gives the lady her cash and gift card, and the lady puts it away.
“What’s she doing with my card?  It’s mine… she’s gonna give it back right?”
“Ummm, baby, you used that to pay for your toys, its like money. So she keeps it.”
“But its mine, it was my gift, I want it back”
“Baby she has to keep it because its all used up”
“ughh… Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay”

Similar time in Target, except I wised up at the checkout counter, I asked the lady if she could keep the card, and she obliged. Nariah’s a happy camper.  Now its Applebee’s  for dinner and then off to the grocery store. As she gets out the car and is walking to Giant’s holding Mommy’s hand, she looks back at me and says:
“Daddy… you’re gonna have to pay for everything this time, ok? I don’t have any more money because I used it all up”
“LOL, of course baby, I think I can handle it.”

I’m starting to wonder if all kids are as “dramatic” as my child. I think its one thing to want a bandaid for every boo-boo and that the bandaid gives you security but goodness, this child is something else!

On our way to swimming lessons Nariah wants to run ahead along the sidewalk. You ever see those falls in an olympic race where they show it in slow motion (sound slowed too)? That’s what she did. The slow stumble that led to the step..step.. (is she gonna catch herself?).. step.. “Nariah slow down.. stop!!!!“.. step.. “Nooooooo!“.. tumble.. fall.. slide.. silence.

After recovering from shock of what happened and looking around to figure out what actually was hurting, “Daaaaaaaaaaaddy!!!!!!“. After catching up with her and consoling her, I take her inside to get dressed for swimming. Let’s see what we’re working with.

Analysis… Typical scrape on the knee, just a little bit of blood, nothing serious.  The promise of a bandaid when we get home does the job after cleaning the scrape off. At home after her bath, she tells Toya, “Can I get my bandaid now? I really need it. And I think I’ll need a wheelchair too“.

Really Nariah?  LOL