STILTED

On the way to the 5th grade play, we were having a discussion about a friend's upcoming surgery. MissSix interjected.

MissSix: Oh, your talking about surgery reminds me of something.

Me: What's that?

MissSix: A kindergarten girl almost had surgery.

Me: What happened?

MissSix: Her dad, he dropped the knife he used to cut the hair off his arms and it fell on her leg and she had stitches, inside and out! But she didn't need stilts or a wheelchair or anything.

Me: WHAT??

MissSix: She's OK.

Me: No, what? Could you explain that?

MissSix: Her dad. Dropped the knife he used to cut the hair off his arms. It fell on her leg and cut her.

Me: And she didn't need stilts, huh?

MissSix: Nope.

Me: You mean crutches?

MissSix: She didn't need those either.