Tris came down the sidewalk crying (we were all out shoveling) & he said he laid the shovel down & then stepped on it & the handle came up & whacked him in the face. And all I could do was belly laugh...
A nice big puffy black & blue lip & a scrape across his cheek. :(
I think I redeemed myself though. An ice pack & a cuppa hot cocoa.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
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Bless his heart...I know that hurt...I think you did redeem yourself...
AWW! Sweetie! I hope it feels better soon!
He's really such a good sport. I kept messing with him, took pics & told him I was going to blog about it. I called him beaver & started making beaver faces at him. You could tell he wanted to laugh, but wouldn't until I started doing the beaver faces.
LOL! You? An awful mom? Yeah... c'mon, pull the other leg!
I think we've all "been there, done that" with the 'getting the giggles' at our kids, at the wrong time... but I agree with the cuppa and ice pack cure.
Which makes you a GOOD mom.
As does making Bucky Beaver faces... even if it hurts him to smile! ;)
Poor guy! But I don't blame you for laughing. I would have (and have done) the same. I've even had my children say to me before, "Stop laughing! It's not funny!" I hope your precious son feels better soon. :)
Awww...poor guy....hope it gets better soon (and I probably would have laughed too...)
Do you have snow?
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