She was playing in her kitchen while I was cooking. I heard a thud and looked over my shoulder, where she was hunched over her toy basket that had obviously shifted while she was leaning on it. She was rubbing her head and looking troubled.
"Are you all right, honey?"
"Yes. I'm okay. I just hit my head a little bit."
There was a pause, then she added, "I'm just losing my flipping mind."
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