That about sums it up. The man installing the brickwork in the back yard killed half my daughter plants from the strawberry patch by burying them. He also put bricks on top of my poor sad shrimp plant that I was nursing back to health.
If I had a cat, I'd want to kick it.
About Me
- Sarah Hallford
- Homeschooling Mother of Two, Licensed Manicurist, Runner, Retired Figure Skater
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Lily looks like a hockey player
Oh my. She is my dangerprone Daphne. I can't bear to actually document her most recent folly on film. She's 2.5 and convinced that she's 6.5 like her brother.
So, we're out in the front yard and I'm dismantling cardboard boxes and Ian is riding his scooter up and down the driveway. Lily catches on to what he's doing and decides she can one up him. She's got one of those little four wheel sit and scoot kind of bikes. Before I realize just exactly what is going on, she takes it to the top of the driveway, climbs on and CAREENS down the drive, accidentally dismounting the bike as she hits the gutter, flys UP IN THE AIR, and lands on the left side of her face and eye across the asphalt.
Words do not describe that sick in the pit of your stomach bad mommy feeling, do they now? She's got this awful raw looking scrape from her eyebrow and down her cheek. The bump was so swollen that she looked like somebody had shoved a Tootsie Pop under her eyebrow.
She looks like a hockey player, heck, she'll probably BE a hockey player some day.
Thankfully, the swelling is just about gone so only the lovely scrape and accompanying bruises remain. When I talked to her pediatrician's nurse, who is used to Lily antics, she reassured me that if she hadn't thrown up, passed out, or had weirdly dilated pupils, she'd be just fine.
Hah. Fine. Whatever.
Needless to say, we spent the remainder of the day in the well padded living room with her curled up in my lap and watching non dangerous behavior inducing movies.
So, we're out in the front yard and I'm dismantling cardboard boxes and Ian is riding his scooter up and down the driveway. Lily catches on to what he's doing and decides she can one up him. She's got one of those little four wheel sit and scoot kind of bikes. Before I realize just exactly what is going on, she takes it to the top of the driveway, climbs on and CAREENS down the drive, accidentally dismounting the bike as she hits the gutter, flys UP IN THE AIR, and lands on the left side of her face and eye across the asphalt.
Words do not describe that sick in the pit of your stomach bad mommy feeling, do they now? She's got this awful raw looking scrape from her eyebrow and down her cheek. The bump was so swollen that she looked like somebody had shoved a Tootsie Pop under her eyebrow.
She looks like a hockey player, heck, she'll probably BE a hockey player some day.
Thankfully, the swelling is just about gone so only the lovely scrape and accompanying bruises remain. When I talked to her pediatrician's nurse, who is used to Lily antics, she reassured me that if she hadn't thrown up, passed out, or had weirdly dilated pupils, she'd be just fine.
Hah. Fine. Whatever.
Needless to say, we spent the remainder of the day in the well padded living room with her curled up in my lap and watching non dangerous behavior inducing movies.
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