"I ran down to Hayden's door, then I was running back to your room and I had this (his new toy) in this hand, and I was running and I fell, and fell means that I tripped. And tripped means that I hit my head on your bed." And then he continued crying. It was all we could do to hold in our laughter until he ran off a few minutes later saying, "I have to go show all the kids my forehead." And of course he needed an otter pop to make it all better.
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