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Thursday, October 13, 2011
10:25 PM | | Edit Post
The house was filled with crying. Honestly, most of it was me.
Of course, as my children grew the crying was slowly replaced with whining and I became pretty good at deciphering when the cry was real and when the cry was not.
Now a days, my 12 year old whines....A LOT.
She doesn't often cry, and when she does she likely has a good reason..
Today the cry was real and I wasn't there.
Today strangers came to her aid after she dropped a drafting tablet on her foot. The corner of the tablet landed directly on her great toe and she was wearing open toe sandals.
To say her toe was a bloody mess seems anti-climatic.
I am very thankful to the three teachers that ran to her help her. I thought it was exceptionally nice that one of them called her at home this evening to make sure she was well.
She is in a shoe similar to the one I wore this summer after I broke my foot in an inflatable bounce house What can I say?
Like mother like daughter...
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.