I was headed toward the elementary school to get the twins after crossing guard duty. Annelise called me on the cell phone.
"Uh..Mom?"
"I'm almost there Puss."
"Okay, but that's not why I'm calling."
"What's up?"
"My ribs hurt."
"Your ribs? Well, I'll be there in two minutes, let's talk about it when I get there."
Really, it was closer to ten minutes, but I knew this wasn't any kind of medical emergency.
When the twins got into the car I asked how their day was. We chatted and after a couple minutes, Annelise piped up, "I just wish I knew why my ribs hurt."
"You probably just pulled a muscle. There's nothing wrong with you."
"That's exactly what they said about poor Wilma Rudolph."
"Wilma Rudpolph? What happened to Wilma Rudpolph?"
"Polio."
"Trust me. You do not have polio. You are however, a huge goofball."
