We had plans to gather as a Wilson clan to celebrate my brother-in-law Sam's 40th birthday on Sunday. We were assigned the dessert and I didn't think it was appropriate to come without a cake. Despite being in pain and having difficulty standing, I was determined to do it with style.
With the cake and mint brownies complete, we headed out of our apartment. I herded Owen along with the cake balanced on one arm and the brownies in the other. Joey followed carrying a road bike. We walked to the elevator and I manned the buttons with my elbows. Owen did his usual dancing and jumping in the elevator. We arrived at the 1st floor without a hitch until Owen placed his hand on the opening elevator door which sucked it in with it as it opened. Owen screamed. Joey cried "Oh no!" and a lovely four letter expletive left my mouth. (I'm still not quite sure how it is a word that is not part of my vocabulary is the first one to come out at a time like this, but it was embarrassing to say the least. I still remember thinking "I wonder which of my neighbors was lucky enough to hear me yell that?!)
I threw the brownies and cake in the air and pushed the elevator door "open" button as Joey vigorously yanked on Owen's arm. It came out, but not without a lot of moans and whales.
Owen survived. Remarkable, the cake did too (for the most part). We flipped the cake bake onto its plate and headed out the door.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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Don't worry, Shellie. We all have those "not-so-perfect" moments. I had one last week. We were raking leaves and Jake put the box of garbage bags in the middle of the stairs. I didn't see them and was holding Josh when I almost fell. A word came out of my mouth that is not part of my normal vocabulary. It was a great mommy moment, especially since Ben was within hearing distance. What can you do?!
I fell down the stairs in Alaska on my way to my seminary teacher's basement, and I said the "sh" word for my whole class to hear!
Your boy's fingers got sucked in too? Ahh, if you're like ours, it'll probably happen again.
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