I've always wondered what it took be labeled Accident Prone. Did it involve a series of unfortunate events? Or must one be clumsy for a lifetime before earning the label?
I think I may have earned it this past weekend.
Over the past 2 days, I have been in a closet and had a carseat fall on my head from the top shelf, had a bouncer-seat frame ram into my lower stomach after bumping into the fridge as I passed by, and tripped and nearly busted it coming out of the church pew during the middle of the pastor's sermon, from the second row. (they paged us on the nursery pager and I was in a hurry to get to Audrey!) I also tried to throw an EMPTY cup of hot chocolate out the car window in the burn pile beside our driveway and got chocolate drops all over the inside of my car door.
Yep all that, in a slightly longer than 24 hour period. Excuses like "being in a hurry" or not, that's pretty bad.
I think I might wear some extra padding today under my sweater. And I'm not just talking about all the Christmas goodies I devoured over the weekend. =)