arm akimbo

E got her first real scrape at church yesterday. She did really well, very brave, just a short bout of tears. But she's been milking it for all its worth. Every time she remembers, she holds her arm out akimbo, and tells me, "Hurt... chuch..."

Here's her arm, with a Thomas band-aid on, picked out for her by kor-kor when he heard her complaining of the hurt. (He's totally sweet, ran to get the first-aid kit himself.) She had a Winnie-the-Pooh one yesterday.