I walked into the room and a little voice said, “Hi, Maga.” She got up from the chair, turned and looked at me. Immediately I noticed a red place on her cheek. “What happened? Did you fall?” She said, “Yes. Mama said you had something here for my face.”
When I questioned her about her little accident, her voice got quieter. She wrung her hands together and was quite distracted with the tv and the others in the room looking her way. Every square inch of her wiggled every which direction just like a can of worms as she tried to tell her story. I took her hand and we walked into another room. As I sat down to be on her level, I pulled her close and finally got the story of her misadventure.
She was trying to jump on a little chair that sits by the piano (which she knows not to do). When she fell, she bumped the arm of the chair with her face and then hit the piano bench just barely missing her eye. I think there will be a bruise left behind to go with the swelling and the squinty eye.
When she finished her story, I hugged her tight and said, “What did your mom say I had for your eye?” She couldn’t remember what her mom said, so I said, “Go ask her.” The little girl ran off and was soon back. “Well, what was it?” “Mama said you would have some sympathy for my eye.”
Well, her mom was right. I had no trouble giving her some sympathy for her eye even before I knew I had such a magic potion. A dose of sympathy sure goes a long way!
After another big hug and a mug of hot chocolate with two big marshmallows, she was off again.