Yesterday I was loading up the kids in the van to go walk the track at the fitness center and I was going a little too fast. As I was shutting the sliding door by Ammon, I opened up my car door and wham I got a goose egg. It did not feel very good let me tell you. I started to cry a little bit because it really smarted and I just sat there for a minute. Aidan was really concerned about it--he said, "Mom let's just not talk about it okay?" Actually, I am so paranoid about being locked out of my van with the kids inside that I was trying to hurry to open my door. I had the van turned on and running to warm it up because it had snowed. Anyway, next time I will slow down because it wasn't worth the pain!
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Ouch! I hate when things like that happen. I am proud of you for working out. I wish I could get motivated. I need to be working out, my pants are just a little too snug, okay alot too snug.
Oww! That looks painful!
Wow! You had to hit the door hard to get a goose egg that big. Now sit down, and tell me how many fingers I'm holding up.
Nice one. Should I now share my Treadmill story? LOL. I've done that same thing once or twice. LOL
Kari, this reminds me of the time we were at Young Women's camp and you fell and hit your head on the metal garbage can. Do you remember that? I am happy to see you smiling despite the goose egg!!
Yes I do remember that Lisa! I guess some things never change!
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