The Diamond

This morning we were playing outside.  As Norah and I were swinging she found a beautiful bedazzle.  This is what I did with it:

A few minutes later Yaya walked over to us from across the yard and got ready to ask me a question.  She stopped mid-sentence, looked at me and said, "Hey, what's going on?"  I proceeded to tell her this story:

"Earlier today I was walking around in the house and I bumped into a wall.  I got hurt on my forehead and part of the skin came off just like it always does when you get scratched.  But somehow there was a diamond underneath my skin instead of blood.  It's always been there, I just didn't know it."

She responded, "The exact same thing happened to me on my leg."....