The news of the day is, I have a shiner. I don't think I've ever had a shiner before... I've played years of baseball and basketball, falls, collisions and missed passes to the face. I've broken arms, fingers, twisted ankles, but never a shiner.
The kids and I went swimming yesterday, as part of the March Break celebrations. I had all three kiddos in float-belts so they were somewhat independent, so long as they were within arm's reach which is difficult with Tink because she likes to "sim by mesels" as far away as she can get with her vertical eggbeater stroke. I dunked under the water to pull on Jack's feet and got his knee to the eye and cheek bone. It was sore and puffy this morning, red, green and a bit purple by tonight.
The best part is, I'm teaching tomorrow! The local community college asked me to prepare and give a presentation about the role of SLPs in team service provision to students studying to be OT/PT assistants. What does a shiner say about my profession? I can claim to being a regular punching and kicking bag, a pinch cushion, a spit target, but so far I've ducked fast enough to avoid a shiner with work as successfully as sports.
(BTW, expect lots of rambling, off topic posts this week and next as I keep my mind off our hopes for the end of March)
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4 comments:
I...can't....catch...my...breath... Laughing too hard!
Thanks - I needed that! :D
I liked your first phrase better! :D
I would love to see a picture of the shiner!
OK...THAT IS NOT showing a shiner!!
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