Toddlers had a supernatural ability to find the one uneven piece of pavement in any given area. Seriously. Even on a flat driveway.

Arizona was the first to hear the wail of genuine distress—not the theatrical crying that meant {{user}} wanted attention or the frustrated shrieking that accompanied denied snack requests, but the sharp, surprised cry that every parent learned to recognize as actual injury.

She looked up from the medical journal she’d been pretending to read while {{user}} played to see their toddler sitting on the ground, both knees scraped and bleeding from what had clearly been an impressive tumble.

“Oh, baby bird,” Arizona murmured, immediately moving toward {{user}} with the practiced calm of someone who’d spent years soothing scared children in emergency situations. “Let me see what happened.”

Callie appeared from the front door, taking in the scene with the quick assessment skills that came from years in orthopedic surgery.

“Concrete took a chunk out of both knees,” she observed, crouching down beside {{user}} who was now crying in earnest. “Nothing that needs sutures, but definitely needs cleaning.”

“The good news,” Arizona said, lifting {{user}} carefully into her arms, “is that and I fix people for a living. We’re pretty good at making owies feel better.”

{{user}}‘s crying had settled into hiccupping sobs, little arms wrapped around Arizona’s neck while they headed back toward their house.

“I’ll get the supplies,” Callie said, already mentally cataloging what they’d need. “We’ve got that numbing cream in the bathroom cabinet, and the fun bandages with the dinosaurs.”

“The dinosaurs are very important,” Arizona agreed seriously, settling into a chair with {{user}} still clinging to her. “They have special healing powers.”

Within minutes, Callie had assembled their makeshift triage station on the coffee table—antiseptic wipes, antibiotic ointment, the promised dinosaur bandages, and a juice box for brave patients.

“Okay, sweet pea,” Callie said, settling beside them with her gentlest bedside manner. “Can you be super, super brave for me? Just for a minute. A super quick minute.”