You know those moments that occur now and then, and you just hope and pray that no one else noticed? I had one of those moments today.
We had taken the kids to the library to pick out some movies, and because it was a lovely day out Bubblehead took the kids across the way to the park to play while I was waiting to check out. I took our movies to the car, and then started across the parking lot to the playground. In order to get there I had to step up a concrete step, about 2 feet high. As I approached the step I decided to put a little spring in my step and jump up, rather than step like any normal person would do.
Instead of the graceful hop I was going for, my leg didn't clear the step, and I scraped up my shin, tore a hole in my pants, and my shoe went flying off. After I righted myself I brushed the dirt off, I used a few choice words (in my head), and searched out my shoe in the bushes.
Luckily, Bubblehead was trained as an EMT on the sub, so when we got home he doctored me up. He knows that I'm a klutz, very high maintentance, and a horrible patient, so he doles out the perfect combination of love and humor in these situations. (The relentless teasing will come later.)
