For being a fairly bright person, I have a tendency to be a slow learner. I say it’s a feature, but I suspect others view it to be more of a system malfunction of sorts. I’m especially daft when it comes to certain subjects. Percentages and letting go for example.
I sport a five inch scar below my left knee from the last time I water-skied. And even though there were 28 stitches involved, it wasn’t my most traumatic experience that features my body, a swimsuit and a power boat. No, that would be the last time I water-skied in Oregon.
Boy, now this could be a long, long list. Couldn’t it? And since there are 3 sweet little angels in my world, I’ve heard way more than I ever thought I could survive hearing. I mean, how many times can a girl hear, “Wipe me!!!!” without there being a bit of residual trauma? But, even for me, I’ve hit a new low.
There are a few laws of nature that you just can’t ignore. Gravity being one. But when you add speed to gravity, throw in a pinch of “two items cannot occupy the same place at the same time” and just a wee bit of bad luck, things can get exciting. And, loud.
In this case, it was the sound of my nose making contact with my 3 year old’s head.
If this ever happens to you, I recommend ice, pain relievers, and lots of tissue.
Stories? Feel free to share. Because while it’s hard to do many things with an ice pack on your face, I can still read comments.