My four-year-old is doing a project at school about bodies, she’s obsessed with blood. She tells me on a daily basis, there is blood in our feet, in our hands, in our head, in our faces and in our tummies.
When I fell over last week her only concern was how much I bled, it was just a little graze on my knee but she thought Id lost pints! If she falls over, which is every other day, she’ll be fine until she sees the tiniest little drop of claret.
In a discussion about Someone that died she asked “did all their blood come out?” I think I’ve bred vampire in training.

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