OUCHes and Hairspray!

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! I apologize sincerely to my brothers, sister and my cute husband for all the times I told them to toughen up and handle a jammed body part! I have told my husband on one particular occasion when he was in similar (or worse) pain to 'be a man' and handle his injured foot. In my defense I didn't think it was a real injury - it turned out that he had to have surgery under sedation to fix that problem! I obviously judged that one wrong...

Yesterday, after playing a rousing game of water soccer (soccer on an inflatable soccer field with water dousing the entire plastic field - see !Dia de Familia!) I realized that when I catapulted my body into a sprawl of people while I was kicking at a ball I definitely hit something other than the ball... I hit, full force, the heel of another person!

Normally I have cute, little feet - but now, one toe on my right foot is SO swollen and SORE! OUCH! I was SO SURE I broke my toe... but of course my husband who has actually broken parts of his body before examined my toe and declared that I had only 'jammed' it. OUCH! So, today, I hobbled around church in my most protective, least restrictive high heels! I have to say, I am exhausted from walking around in pain! NO FUN! Of course tonight there are the mandatory 'extra' meetings! I may just wear a sneaker to it...

Then after church I made lunch for our little ones and our son walks in with plastered hair. At first I thought it was just water... then I touched it! You could drop an anvil on my son's head and I don't think it would crack the layer of hairspray on this child. I asked how much hairspray he used and he replied, "TONS, Mom, TONS!" At least he has good aim and his eyes aren't permanently damaged!