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Originally Posted by Mr.Maximus  What a day. Day off, going to buy the wife a new vehicle and enjoy the day with the family and no threat of having to work. No problem right. uhh ya. We're in the dealership, I'm signing a ton of paperwork - wife and kids are in the lounge area. My 9 month old daughter is playing on her portable rug, my son is running around and wife is doing whatever wifes do. Just about finished with paperwork when I hear an incredible shriek. I get up and run in there and my wife is holding my screaming daughter and tells me my three year old son accidentally stepped on her while they were playing. My daughter calms down and I touch her leg and she starts screaming again. We decide to take her to the emergency room, screw the paperwork and leave. Get to the hospital and after X-rays, my poor little princess has a small fracture to her leg. I still can't believe it. As tough as us guys are suppose to be, I have to admit I had to wipe away a couple of tears when my wife and daughter came out and my little baby had a cast on. Probably stupid I guess, but my heart sure hurts seeing my princess with a cast on. 
Max |
Hey, once you become a parent you check all of that "Tough Guy" stuff at the door.
I feel your pain, I's sure she will be just fine.
