Here is my lovely daughter from 2007 just after her "incident".
You see, there was this sidewalk out front that just jumped up out of no where and attacked her. Such a horrifying moment for any mother. I sued that sidewalk and my husband took a sledge hammer to it so no one else's child would be a risk!
Here's how it really went down.
M, please be careful. Slow down! (obviously not slowing down, running full tilt home from jk because Gigi is there and she wants tea!) M, watch out for the crack! Here I and my husband continued to walk and watch our eldest trip over the sidewalk, slam head first into it. We heard the "thwack" sound, might I add for a couple of seconds that was the ONLY sound from my daughter, then my husband took off after her. Tears flowing, a goose-egg appearing, bloody knees and scraped palms. My stomach hitting the floor and the tears that followed that. We took her home, checked her over, kept her up (sorry Bunk, no nap for you) gave her peppermint tea with Gigi and except for a massive goose-egg, wounded ego and a head-ache, she was fine. Back to playing Barbies and tormenting her little sister.
What did she learn from this, to slow down (sometimes) and watch where you are going. Did it happen again? Yes, but she caught herself, tucked and rolled like a little stunt devil!
What did I learn? I learned that, that "thwack" sound is tied to my uterus and tear ducts and that nothing will stop Gigi from tea time! Oh my lord!
Hi, i'm jodi!
I am a wife to a railroader, mother to two daughters, caretaker of two Golden Retrievers and a Himalayan cat. I live in a small town with a big heart. I enjoy antiquing, furniture re-habbing, D.I.Y's and painting.