Rosie and I had a head-on collision the other day. Literally. And don’t I have the shiner to prove it!
We were in Sunday school at “church”:http://gracechurchchicago.org/, innocently enough, singing a lovely song of worship. Rosie and I were practicing our jumping moves in preparation for singing this special song from last week’s Vacation Bible School with the rest of the children. Alas, one round of our enthusiastic leaping ended in a heap on the floor, both of us holding our heads in shock.
The good news is that we now know that Rosie’s skull is extremely well-formed and hardened. The bad news is that Mama’s eye was the testing ground. I must say, teaching Sunday school right after that experience while holding an ice pack to my aching head was a definite challenge!
As the pain decreased, some glorious sunset colors rose around my eye. I haven’t had one of these since I was a kid (but I do remember several back then, originating from a variety of clumsy accidents). Lucy has been saying, “I’ve never had a Mama with a black eye before!” To which I reply, “I’ve never _been_ a Mama with a black eye before!” We’ve also discussed the inaccuracy of the term “black eye,” and now the girls keep talking about my “purple eye.”
Despite my alarming appearance, we’ve been going about our business as usual. I will often forget about it until I’m reminded with a shocking glance in the mirror. Jon and I even went on a (super-fun!) “fondue”:http://www.gejascafe.com/ date the day after the event. We’re all looking forward to me returning to my old, non-purple self, but we knew we had to post a few photos of this for posterity. Do you think it will rate up there with the time Jon lost his voice?
Oh, Anna-banana! You look adorable, as usual.
Benjamin knocked me in the front tooth with his head when he was about 3 years old so hard that they thought I would need a root canal. After careful monitoring (and very little eating of anything solid), it resolved in a week, but the dentist still checks it at my regular visits. Who knew having preschoolers could be so dangerous? :)
I agree, Nicole! I’ve been constantly surprised at how violent motherhood is, starting from birth, through babies pulling hair, then on to the surprising motions of a preschooler. What next? Maybe we should start wearing helmets. :)
Well, I recently skinned my chin. Super alarming and ugly. And I did it alone – no preschooler to blame it on! I hope you are healed by now, Ann :)
Poor Keri! I hope you are healed, too. My eye is all better now. :)