The door bell rang. We answered the door to find our son, the middle child, on the front porch.
"Karaia is crying."
"Why is she crying?"
"Because she got hit by some bricks." said as if this is a normal everyday occurrence.
"What?!" Random pictures of bricks flying through the air causing great gaping, bleeding, wounds in the middle of foreheads start flashing in my brain. " How did she get hit by bricks?!"
"She turned too fast by the wall and the bricks hit her."
Translation: She turned the corner too fast and ran into a brick wall
So refreshing to hear a classic mishap with a bit of a twist from an imaginative 3 year old.