While at the charming restaurant described in the last post, we enjoyed our meal in a small outdoor hut. S ran around and played with the flowers and the fountains and, unfortunately for me, a large thick stick.
It was about 4 inches in diameter and about 5 feet tall - so a real piece of hardware. Dad took it away from her once, but it was attractive, so she snuck off and got it again. I went over to tell her it was dangerous and, well, as you can see from the photo, she proved that it was. She refused to let go and in the tussle it bonked me right above the eyebrow. It hurt - but not as much as you would thinbk by the attached photo. It was quite embarassing at work as folks thought perhaps there was marital discord but no, it really was the toddler, I swear!
In fact, it's now been about 12 days and the bruise is still on my eyelid, part of the "settling" process, according to our nurse here at Post. Lovely, eh?
1 comment:
Seems to me that if the diameter of a given stick approaches four inches and over, then it should properly be labelled a log...and if it's five feet long then you have a piece of split rail fence! What a weapon to leave lying about - and how amazing that Sarah wanted to cart something that big about!
Hope you're feeling less "blue" by now...
:)
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