Paige is not graceful (let's all refer back to her "dance" video). She falls at least 4 times a day. She falls when she walks, she falls when she runs, sometimes she falls when she's just standing still. This summer, I bought her a pair of cheap Target flip-flops, and they only made matters worse. She started falling even more and in two days managed to skin both knees in multiple places, both ankles and had bruises up and down her arms and legs. Needless to say, flip-flops have been banned.
While I hate the fact that she's covered in cuts and scrapes, Paige is proud of each and every one of her injuries. She regularly checks them out and shows them to anyone and everyone. Only problem is, she started referring to "boo-boos" as "boobies" (little boo-boos?). So imagine this: Paige, Rylie and I are shopping in Harris Teeter and I'm trying to decide which brand of tortilla to buy when another cart passes and I hear Paige declare, "Want to see my boobies?" That's when I grab the Old El Paso and pick up the pace a little, while loudly clarifying, "It's BOO-BOO, Paige." Poor thing just wants to show off her scabs to strangers.
Two other funny things Paige has done recently:
1) Told a lady in Kohl's, "I'm Paige, P-I-G, Paige" (we've started practicing spelling her name since that little incident).
2) Asked me why I have two "little" (thanks, Paige) bumps on my belly and she doesn't (verifying to me that she doesn't even know what boobies are).
