Sirrusly.
My sister kindly sent me her iPad since she isn't using it as much as she thought she would, and she knew our kids (and I) would love it. So last night I loaded my music onto it and bought a couple of the apps that I knew my kids liked.
Nicholas immediately grabbed it from me and opened the Harry Potter app.
He couldn't seem to shake it hard enough to get the wand to wave or whatever. So I was like, "Here. Let me try it."
As I was shaking it, it slipped out of my hands. And smacked Nick right below his eye.
Um, prepare yourselves.
ASK ME HOW BAD I FELT, INTERNET.
Ohmygosh. Grayson was like, you CANNOT post that on your blog. Social Services will come take our children away.
And I was like, "I won't post it." And Nicholas said, "I WANT YOU TO TELL YOUR FRIENDS AND SHOW YOUR FRIENDS." So, see, Internet? You've been upgraded to Friends! And Nick wanted you all to not only hear the story, but see the pictures. He MIGHT be a little bit proud of it.
I read to him for an extra 20 minutes last night because have I mentioned how TERRIBLE I feel about this? So bad. So. Bad.
He asked me about four times while I was reading if it would be healed by tomorrow. And I said, "No, buddy, I'm afraid not." And he asked, "Promise?"
Apparently he can't WAIT to show everyone at KinderCare, including his teachers, his black eye.
Luckily he's forgiven me and gave me hugs and kisses before bed. It helped that I read about 30 pages of SuperFudge to them, and one of the passages included a silly song that when I sang it, made him laugh so hard he cried. He said, "MOMMY! I've never laughed so hard that I had TEARS before."
So I'm hoping against hope that the tears of laughter helped him forget about the tears of pain I caused him earlier in the evening. Because no Mommy wants her tombstone to read: "Was a pretty great mom except for that time she whacked me in the face with her iPad."
