Thursday, August 29, 2013
That's right I saved a life.
At lunch today Weston was sitting at the kitchen table and somehow got his foot stuck in the back of the chair. I took off his shoe and picked him up a little and his foot slid right out. When I got back to my chair Weston looks me in the eye and says "Thanks, for saving my life." Anytime buddy, anytime.
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He must have had visions of being permanently attached to that chair. I can see it now. Walking to school, playing sports. Wonderful. He is right!
ReplyDeleteOne of the little boys I babysit sometimes managed to get his head stuck in the 4 inches between the back of the chair and the seat of the chair. It took me forever to figure out how he managed to get his head through, then I realized he tried to exit feet first through the slats. It's amazing how they can get stuck!
ReplyDeleteHaha, I live these little kids. It is amazing what they can get themselves into.
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