Just when you think things are going smoothly all the planets will get together and align themselves just to remind you that life is a madam and you are her bitch...
So I get the phone call at work on Friday.. you know the one..
"..Hello J's Mom, Please don't panic he is fine now..."
Blood drains from your body and you are afraid of what you are about to hear next..
"..J had an accident while on his team building exercise and a log rolled onto him and I am afraid his nail has been ripped off of his finger and you will need to collect him and take him to the medical centre.."
OMW!! Is that all .. no problem this is no problem ..really.. why the hell do I feel this sense of wanting to rip someones head off then?
Got to the school at a rate of knots with some godforsaken pair of slops on and no makeup.. I think the teacher thought I was on drugs with the look on my face.. I bundled my little pumpkin in the car all the while thinking of the things I could do with a log that would make me feel better...
So at the Doctors room, after loads of anaesthetic ,the remnants of his fingernail was ripped off and bottled for show and tell.. In fact he said he was going to shove it under DP's(the boy who was responsible for the log rolling on J) nose and show him what he did..
That's my boy!
So I took him back to the school afterwards so he could continue with the leadership course with all the bravado that only my pumpkins would have...
B
4 comments:
Awww! Poor J! He sounds vicious! Hee hee hee! While he is at it, he might want to rip DP's finger nail off?
Yes B,
its being considered...
B
holy crap i hate those phone calls!!! what do they think you're going to imagine when they say "don't panic, but..."
'dont panic, but....'
that's the stupidest way to start a sentence. people like that should be shot.
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