As most of you know, I have been clumsy my whole life. My dad put me in ballet because he thought that would help teach me to at least be able to balance on two feet. It didn’t work.

When I was pregnant with Skyler & Spencer I bought diapers throughout the whole pregnancy. By the time they were born I had a good supply packed in to their bedroom closet. One day I was trying to get a package out of the closet, but it was jammed in the corner pretty good. I yanked and yanked and finally it came free. However, my hand slipped off the package and I ended up punching myself in the face. At least I didn’t give myself a black eye. But my cheek was sore for a few days.

Last night I was sitting on the couch in the family room watching Survivor and Caleb wanted to sit on my lap. Lee had just put the little dorm refridgerator on the end table next to the couch. So I pulled Caleb up in to my lap and ended up hitting the back of my head on the refridgerator. That made me jerk my head forward where I then slammed my cheek in to Caleb’s big ole head. It hurt so bad it brought tears to my eyes. Caleb felt so bad he kept kissing my face. It wasn’t his fault though. It was just my clumsiness.

I need to sew a little message to myself in all of my shirts. Or maybe wear a sign around my neck. Warning: Danger to self!

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