Yesterday afternoon the girls and I went over to Nanny and Pop C's. After playing outside on their wonderfully sloped driveway with their riding toys for an hour or more, the
noise girls decided to come inside to play. After a quick snack and potty break, Kate declared, "Let's take these books upstairs and sing some pwaises," and off they all went. Pop C followed a few minutes behind them hoping to catch some of that pwaise singin' before they noticed him.
Once they caught sight of Pop, the giggling and laughter that we'd been able to hear amidst the singing increased significantly. I could tell from the sound of things that they were jumping on one of the beds. It sounded like great fun, and I didn't worry too much about it because their great- granddad was right there with them. However, all the fun came to a screeching halt when Maggie slipped off the top of the dresser they were jumping off of and fell between the dresser and bed. She banged her head into the corner of the foot board and her elbow on one of the dresser pulls. I heard the scream from my comfy seat downstairs, and ascended the stairs in only 4 or 5 steps.... just guessing. I found Miss Maggie in Pop C's arms. She was wailing, and his face was white as a ghost. To hear her tell it today, she scared Pop C to def. She's got a little bit of a shiner, but I've got to say, I can't imagine a better way to acquire one's first shiner than by jumping on the bed like a bunch of monkeys with your sisters and your Pop!