We really are trying to stay out of the ER...you wouldn't know by how we are acting, but really - we are.
Last night after we meet William's soccer coach the kids wanted to play soccer - with Mom and Dad. Actually, just with Dad, but he made me play, too.
I'm sure most of you know how UN-athletic I am. Very. You would have gotten a good laugh out of watching me.
Anyway, I did get one good kick in...right in William's nose. My heart just dropped. I just knew that I had broken his nose. But being the great player that he is, he blocked it.
Then today as Drew and I were walking out of the golf grill after lunch. I slipped off the sidewalk and took a tumble. One again, you would have gotten a good laugh out of watching me. My knee looks like a six-year-old who fell off their bike.
Then at supper tonight we practically had to use the Heimlich maneuver on William....guess he didn't think too much of my supper.
After the last 24 hours you would think we were trying to go back to the ER....but really - we're not.