Two days ago my 4 year old girl fell on a concrete path when out feeding the garden birds. She grazed her knee and hand. I was there to pick up the pieces. Well not literally, she is almost too big/heavy for me to just whisk up and comfort if my backs playing up especially. but this occasion called for response. I knelt down to her, picked her back up to investigate any injuries. Seeing some issues, I had to explain shit happens. let’s get you back into the wagon and clean up those sore bits. But I couldn’t rise to stand easy, and made her walk. Eventually I sat her on my bed, cleaned the wounds and stopped any Pain with two plasters.
To calm and reassure her she will live and will no doubt have more accidents hanging around with me, her dad. Showng her all the cuts and scars on both my hands.
She asked me if I had hurt myself on purpose. Priceless