Woodjie was upset. He frequently wants his "baby wuvs," and Mom refuses to sit on the couch and let him sit on her lap with a blanket for wuvs time. Maybe he just didn't ask persistently enough. He needs A BABY WUVS, YOU, WUVS?
Nope. Mommy has owies. She can't give baby loves right now. Want to see? (Yes, see a owies).
"OH!!" he yelped after seeing my gash. "A PIRATES! Ee hurt you! Pirates!"
"No," Rose corrected him. "A doctor hurt a Mom with owies."
"A pirate! I see a hurt you??" Sigh. He has to see where the pirates cut me open a few more times. I'm thinking that's a way more interesting story than this "hernia" thing.