It was cute how Chewlee was today when her mother dropped her off. She was outside, helping the Beast water the flowers out front and then out back on the deck. The Beast let her pick a flower for her mother and she brought it in the house to put it in water.
She told me she was glad I didn't have staples in my leg any more but she really wasn't happy with the little bandages that were put on to make sure the wound held itself closed. I told her they would be gone in a day or two and she just gave me this look like she was saying, *Oh sure!* It was too funny.
She admitted to me that she loved her little brother. She was horrified that I asked her about changing his diapers. I told her that I was just 8 years old when I started changing baby diapers and she really didn't believe me. It's true but I was a strange kid and was eager to help out. It's only because my mother had four kids at the time (she ended up with 7) that she gave in and let me help out.
I was able to walk around more comfortably and I did so. I made my self some lunch (just some chicken broth and toast) that the Beast said smelled great. I laughed and told him that it just showed he was hungry,
I took a nap after Chewlee was picked up by the Princess and didn't put my leg up over my heart like I had been doing. I slept like the dead for four hours and woke up feeling great. I can hardly wait until the scar stretches out fully and I can walk normally. Right now, I walk with a bit of a limp. In fact, I told the Beast, *Hey, we are walking alike!* He laughed.
I talked to a few friends online AND Bratfink before going to bed for the night. I knew I would wake up around this time so I planned on doing my blog when I woke up. I'm heading back to bed now and I wish everyone a great night's sleep. Love you all. ***Hugs***
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