Dr. Mari, pt 2

To continue with my cute little Dr...

*Ring, ring* goes the phone.

Mari: Hi, Mama! What'cha doing?

Me: Finishing up so I can come home. How are you and Daddy?

Mari: We're good. You want to come home & see what happened to me?

Me: *awful visions of cuts, wrecked bikes, etc, going through my head*. Sure, but what happened?

Mari: I have a broken arm!! *in the happiest, sweetest voice*

Me: You do?! *trying to smother a gasp, but also thinking if it were serious I REALLY would have gotten a call before now*

Mari: Yep!

Me: Did you wrap it?

Mari: Sure did, and Daddy made me a sling! Are you coming home?

Me: *sighing in relief* I will be home as soon as I can so you can show me your "broken" arm.

Now I have to wonder if I've got a budding medical genius or a consumate actress on my hands.