"Mommy I broke my batella..."

This is what Regan told me as she sat on the couch with her legged raised up on pillows insisting that she needed an ice pack and to just rest and watch a movie.  Poor little girl right.  Not so much.  Just a dramatic little girl with some sympathy pains.

Last week David broke his petella and is currently in surgery at this very moment having the fragments removed or having the pieces all screwed back together.  They wouldn't really know until they got in there but I imagine someone should be out to tell me soon.  Anyway David broke his petella and he had to keep his legged raised with an ice pack and was watching movies to pass the time.  So when Regan fell on her knee playing outside she came running to me "mommy, mommy it hurts so bad I can't even stand on it!"  She started limping in a very dramatic fashion and then pulled up one knee to point to it and say "this is the only leg I can stand on." As she was standing on the leg she couldn't stand on. :)

So we propped her up next to daddy put her leg on a pillow, put cars on and gave her a little piece of chocolate to help with the pain.  It was cute.  Maybe it was bad parenting to play into her injury faking self, but I don't really care.  It was funny and cute and I love that she is so in love with her daddy that she wants to be just like him even when he is broken. :)