Friday, June 11, 2010
Fridays aren't his day!
The second Friday we were here in Georgia, unpacking the house, Brody falls on his bike and breaks his two front - permanent- teeth. The Friday before his 8th birthday and baptism, he slams my car door on his thumb, breaking the nail and causing considerable damage. Last Friday, while helping me shift a table at the Church, a glass lantern globe breaks, slicing his fingers open. Today (black Friday) while trying to help me get our umbrella out of the picnic table, he lost his balance and fell through the glass top. AAAHHHH! And - not a Friday - we were on the boat, and while trying to get someone up on the wake board, the rope broke and snapped Brody in the face, the eye specifically. He's having a rough year!
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3 comments:
Poor Brody! I think Chris chose the right profession.
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness! Poor guy.
By the way, do you guys have a boat? I'm totally jealous! ...not that we have the weather here for one. ;)
seriously, carlie, what is up with all the damage?! it reminds me of reading the biographies of the prophets when they were young boys; they all had some really terrible accidents, but survived. yikes!
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