On the occassion of blunt force trauma to the head #2 exactly a week since blunt force trauma to the head #1, I can be nothing but even less surprised by your um... good fortune? I'm glad that you are such a fun Dad, I love going to the park and playing with you and the kids. I like that when I feel like sitting on a bench and watching I can revel in the joy that is watching you interact with them on their level... I think you can play with them on your level a little more often though. Like, you know how the park is full of those stupid little rocks that make your shoes slippery, it's okay to slow down a bit and let them have more of a chance of catching you. If you do slow down that little bit, you'll have more of a chance to catch yourself in mid-flight with those big old hands God gave you. Thus preventing happy wife from having to hear the most gut-wrenching SMACK of adult head hitting wooden platform and turning into emotional mess wife. Seriously, if I never have to hear a sound like that again, I will be one happy lady. It was horrible and if our friends hadn't been with us I would've been bawling my face off instead of just those few anxious tears. For reals. Oh and remember how even you cried? Yeah, that had to hurt. You're grounded from the Park and the backyard... and from going out anywhere on Tuesday nights- they seem to be your achilles heal... Relieved that you don't seem too concussed...
Yours in sickness and in head injuries :D
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Hahaha!
Funny!! Can't wait for next Tuesday's installment of "Dear Husband".
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