Blood, Sweat & No Tears

My niece Valerie is a toughie. She's going to plough right through life.

Last week while running the hallways of home, she tripped and fell head first into a solid hardwood door. Her forehead split open requiring a 1/2 dozen stitches.

She reenacted the accident for me last night in slow motion. Laying sprawled out at the scene of the crime, she recounted how she thought the blood was just sweat running from her forehead. Her sister Gayle was mortified.

Hey, what's a little blood? Besides it didn't even hurt!

P.S. Today was her last day of school. Summer vacation - do you remember those days?

P.S.S. Her dad added a little color to the story. Apparently Valerie had 2 questions she needed answered to make sure everything was okay - "Am I going to die?" and "Can you see my brains?" No, and no!