5:45am : slade woke up. i stepped on a metal airplane. it cut a gaping whole into the arch of my foot. ten min later.... i passed out. yup. me laying on the floor all in one large cold sweat.
8:29 : called poison control . . . slade bit into an instant cold pack that was in our first aid kit.{the kit was still on the floor from my ridiculous injury.}
8:42 : everest took one of his metal airplanes and beat it into my coffee table and make 3 deep gashes in the table. now i have to sand and repaint.
*ehhhh!
to be continued . . .
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3 comments:
This makes Slade falling out of his high chair while I was on duty look milk :O)
Sounds like Angela and the No Good Very Bad Day.
I meant -- LOOK MILD
Is it bad that I chuckled a little. Really there's no nicer way to put it than this day just SUCKED! Go to bed and sleep the rest of that day away!
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