Ahhh, the perils of Kindermusik and concrete stairs. Poor Faith took a tumble down a flight of concrete stairs today. Yes, concrete. Yes, a whole flight. And not just any concrete staircase... the kind with tiny pebbles cemented on top.
Watching the fall was like watching a horrible movie in slow-motion. Faith hit every darn stair on the way down. Thank goodness one of the other moms was able to catch her before she hit the last one. I think 6+ were probably enough. She now sports a big egg on her head with red pebble indentations. Funny how it doesn't show up in pictures- I think the flash bleaches it out?
Dazed and Confused
What did I do? Pick up my screaming child, stripped her down to her diaper (oh, the indignity!) and looked for any deformity. Then, I LAUGHED. I know, totally inappropriate reaction, but I was stressed. I'm sure the Kindermusik teacher thought I was nuts. Looking back, I'm sure the minister of the church where Kindermusik is held thought I was nuts too, as I was invoking the name of the big "J.C." himself as Faith went tumbling down.
Then, it was off to a German Bakery for Faith's request of "Appy Pie". There is nothing that apple pie for lunch can't fix.
1 comments:
Oh No! It's a good thing kids bounce, right?! "... invoking the big J.C." You kill me, Karen!
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