Fingers

First let me just say that I 100% realize that I think most of this is funny just because it's my kids who say it. Lots of people would read this stuff and not even smile. This post is probably one of those, because Jamie saying it in his sad, weird, mopey voice is hilarious.

I work out at Adcope (come on bikini body..) and Jamie and Alice stay in the daycare while I get my workout on. Right out side the door to the daycare is a mini reese's cup dispenser. Each time he begs me to buy him one. Surprisingly I actually remembered to bring a quarter this time (yes, I totally stole it out of the Lent donation cup). I put the quarter in and his little finger got in the way. He didn't really squeal or cry or anything, so I just didn't make a fuss over it. But when we got in the car:

Jamie: "mama. My finger. There's a red dot on it. A spot. You hurt me."

Mama: "oh no! Is it okay? Let me look..." (sure enough, a blood blister had popped and it was nasty and looked like it actually did hurt) "it's okay, we'll get a bandaid at home."

Jamie: "No, I don't want a bandaid. We need to get me a new finger. Mine broke."

All of this was said with absolutely no inflection....oh, jamie.