My spleen is killing me!
August 28, 2011
I was pleasantly surprised this fourteen year old boy volunteered to spend time with me, so I agreed: 'Yes, but I hope your ankles won't bother you!'
Because last time I went for a run with my eldest son, we had to make many, many stops, because of his hurting ankles.
'They won't!' my son declared confidently, and indeed they didn't.
Because before we'd hit the corner of our street he said: 'I'm going back. My spleen is killing me!'