My girl slammed her finger in a door yesterday. Of course it hurt. She called me every ten minutes all day long to tell me about it. But the pain was soon replaced by drama, and the drama by a fascination for the fabulous red and blue colors which adorn her fingertip now.
To my delight, she likes to show her finger to anyone who shows an interest in her plight. I keep asking her to show it to me.
Which is really pissing off my wife.