"What is that chair doing in the kitch..."
That's all I got out before I stepped on the classic duckie pull toy.
I let out a high-pitched "AHHHH!" as I felt lift-off.
My only airborne thought was "Shit."
I landed with a loud thud and instinctively rolled, softening the blow to my knee.
Coming to a rest in front of the stove, I looked up through the hair splayed across my face. Both boys were just standing there looking at me, stock still and silent.
Then Shark said calmly, "You need Life Alert."
P heard me land and came downstairs to find me on the floor laughing.
Steve Martin and Dick Van Dyke's prat-falls have nothing on the graceful execution of this move. If it were a comedy movie audition tape, I'd be hired.
(My wrist hurts a bit and my neck may be getting stiff. Oh, the price I pay to entertain the children.)
(How many Tylenol can you take at once?)
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Sunday, July 20, 2008
She Flys Through The Air With The Greatest Of Ease
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8 Fabulous People Comment:
OMG, the Life Alert line is classic! At least he'd know what to do if you really needed it!
You should have said, "Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!"
That's great. Gotta love kid comments
Oh my goodness! Life alert??? How funny!
Hope you are okay...I am off to Blissfully Domestic...I haven't been THERE in forever!
You can see the duck is mocking me in the picture.
And awesome how Shark Boy didn't say "You OK Momma?" or anything. He was just roll tape on the TV commercial.
I love Shark Boy. That is the best reaction. We have that damn snarky duck. I hate him. MIL gave it to him. If it's from the 1940s and she had it, it's better than anything from today, you know.
You can take lots and lots of Tylenol without OD'ing... believe me I know, I suffed a similar type fall on the concrete floor of our garage. Only I don't have a toy to blame. Just my klutz-i-ness.
The duck is definitely mocking you.
My hubby taught my son the ever-helpful line, "Why'd you do that?" for whenever I trip or knock something over. I think I'd rather have the offer of life alert.
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