Tuesday, July 9, 2013
I need to find the people
My eldest just came home from the grocery with quite the story to tell.
Erica - Mom I just had a big event at Marsh
Me - what's that?
Erica - I was in the canned vegetables aisle when I dropped a glass jar. As it fell in slow motion toward the ground, I tried to catch it. I soon realized I couldn't so I tried to jump out of the way.
Me - I didn't say anything at this point. You have to understand that Erica has some really interesting moments in life. When she was 6, she cut the back of her hand at the knuckle with scissors. We are still trying to figure out how she could have cut herself at that angle. It was impossible unless she is an alien. When she was 11, she slid into home plate and broke through both lower leg bones. Did I mention I didn't believe her when she said she was hurt and made her stand on it? Nothing like a proud parental moment when your child stands up and the top of her leg goes one way and the bottom another. But I digress...
Erica - after the jar smashed on the ground, I looked down to make sure I wasn't cut when I saw the blood draining out of my foot. I knew I had to find the people. I had to find the people and get help. I needed to stay conscious so I could find the people. I looked to the end of the aisle and saw the cashier. I need help here! I need help! A jar broke, I need help here!
Me - nope, there's nothing to say...
Well, the manager came over and saved her. Good thing cuz she is fixing dinner tonight.
Oh my children. They are priceless.