I figure I better have a few more posts in for January before it quickly slips by and it’s December again. Too fast, time… slow down, please.
So last Wednesday I slipped and fell (purely due to my unending clumsiness), while picking up Logan in the afternoon, and I landed hard on my left knee(cap) to avoid Logan from getting hurt from the pavement too. So not only did I get a big bloody gash on my knee, but I believe now that I probably messed up my ligaments pretty bad. Apparently there’s something you can get called, “Water on the knee“, where excess fluid build up would happen. Nice, just what I need. I’ve received advice from family and friends to elevate my leg, and keep pressure off of the knee, but as much as I appreciate the care and concern, how can a mother of a six year old and two year old do that? 
Well, I finally relinquished my stubbornness and made an appointment to see my doctor this Friday. Hopefully she’ll say it’s not bad, and that it will heal on it’s own, and hopefully I will not be leaving her office with crutches. Now that would suck.
Anyway, Chris, Jesse, Ronald, and Bill went for a ski day at Big Bear on Monday… lucky ducks. I of course stayed home with my bum knee, hung out with Logan, and continued with my guitar practicing.
Last night we took the kids to their very first Roller Skating Rink experience. They had a lot of fun and I so wished I could join them on the floor, but I contented myself with sitting on the sidelines, taking pictures of course (I’ll post those later). James kept falling down, being it was his first time. But do you know how that little six year old of mine remedied the situation? He grabbed two little girls and held each of their hands so that they could help him stay up. It felt like an eerie peek into the future, if he ends up like Chris, who was himself, a “smooth talker” back in the day. I swear, the grin on Chris’ face could have rivaled The Joker’s.
