An oldie but a goodie:
What any other
might think of me---
is…none of my business (James Cavezil)
Plus:
Day 147
Becky spins in
circles & spins in circles until she is so
dizzy she falls
down, right onto the lip of a pottery crock
which drives her
two front teeth back up inside her gum.
Becky
suffered a seizure at the tender age of three and the medicals put her on phenobarbital.
This
halted the seizures, but increased her “activity”-level, something she did not
need.
One
fine day, Rachel decided to spin in a circle until she got so dizzy that she
fell down; great fun and ole Dad encouraged the comedy, enjoying the hijinks as
much as Becky did.
Until!? One of her hilarious stunts” landed her
“tender”-mouth on the “hard”-edge of a crock sitting on the floor next to the
fireplace hearth. The impact of her two front teeth drove them up into her gum!
Fun---over! The dentist said they would grow back down…the did!
We
managed a few other scrapes and bumps and bruises, too. All-in-all? We
survived! Wow!
Really! I never
intended to kill anyone! Really!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Never-a-dull-moment”
Memories!
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