❝Upsy daisy!❞ (Give me some Mama Alex and Baby Seven. OUO)
Her voice is sharp, loud, raising in the end in confusion as she is suddenly swept off bridal style by her godmother over a measly injury. Her ankles were not twisted and they were certainly not broken, an incorrect step to her gymnastics routing leaving her tripping upon the mat with a soon to be blooming bruise upon her right leg.
“Alex. Alex! Please let me down! I can walk okay!”
And she surely wouldn’t be able to prove it if she wasn’t even offered the opportunity to walk on her own two legs.