And, boy, have I missed you all!
I'll give you an explanation of where I've been tomorrow, in the meantime, here's the Mommy of the Year post that was supposed to go up LAST week.
I think I had mentioned before that my in-laws were coming to town. Well, they came and went and, although she had a great time with her grandparents, Miss Priss certainly had a price to pay for all her fun!
(Please don't call CPS on us....)
A) Grandpa managed to slam the lens of his camera into Priss' forehead when he was trying to help her into the house after a trip to the park.
B) Poor Grandpa was lifting Priss onto the platform of a jungle gym and was so busy trying to plant her feet on the platform, he didn't notice the metal crossbar directly above it.
C) OK, I'm attributing this one to Grandma, despite the fact there wasn't anything she could have done to prevent it, because it's the only damage I can come close to pinning on her! Priss went down a spiral slide, turned around and flipped over, and when Grandma picked her up at the bottom, Priss had blood on her face. At first I thought it was her nose, but upon closer inspection, it was a small cut inside her lip.
D) We all took a trip to Hearst Castle, one of those spots that refuse to let you take a stroller on the tour. How lucky, we thought, that they had one of those hiking backpack kiddie carrier things. Hubster slung it onto his back and, after much wrangling on my part that I can only liken to hog tying a baby pig, Priss was securely inside. She hated it, but piped down after a bit. Then we got to the stairs. The kind with the ceiling going at the same angle as the steps. I heard "THUD" and turned around to see Priss' head scrapping along the ceiling. Way to go, Daddy!
E) This last one was all Mama's fault. I was rushing to get Priss into her carseat and, you guessed it, hit her forehead square on the top of the door frame.
At this point, I wouldn't blame the poor girl for wanting to run away from home.