Look (or at least think) Before You Leap
Spontaneity is the name of the game.
Recently, Brandon was outside with Allan prepping the chicken pen. (Yes, we are the proud new owners of 8 chicks.) There was a shovel lying on the ground nearby. I guess Brandon thought it would make a good teeter-totter. He ran over and jumped on the scooping part of the shovel. And logic completes the picture. It was a short-handled shovel. Almost exactly his height. Needless to say, the large goose egg on his forehead has healed nicely.
Allan said it just about knocked him out. Brandon was staggering around like a drunk. And hour after the incident, Brandon commented to me, "Mom, I still feel busy inside my head."
Recently, Brandon was outside with Allan prepping the chicken pen. (Yes, we are the proud new owners of 8 chicks.) There was a shovel lying on the ground nearby. I guess Brandon thought it would make a good teeter-totter. He ran over and jumped on the scooping part of the shovel. And logic completes the picture. It was a short-handled shovel. Almost exactly his height. Needless to say, the large goose egg on his forehead has healed nicely.
Allan said it just about knocked him out. Brandon was staggering around like a drunk. And hour after the incident, Brandon commented to me, "Mom, I still feel busy inside my head."
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