Poor little Miss Mady broke her tiny little collar bone.
I think she secretly likes having a broken bone for the extra attention.
She LOVES undivided attention.
A couple days after she broke her bone, I overheard her talking to herself saying, "I don't like having a broken bone."
She then followed by saying this a couple minutes later, "Actually, I do like having a broken bone."
She wanted to be the one to tell her siblings she broke her bone.
She came into my room, smiling, when she got home and said, "I have a broken bone guys!"
She makes me smile Every. Single. Day.