I know, I know, what could be a curse when you see these cute pictures? But man, I curse my cute sister for passing this on to us. I should have known. This is quite possibly the only time they have all shared it and loved each other...
...even here I want to curl up with them and hold them and love them, but now...
.....the curse is upon us. This stinkin bean bag has caused more injuries than any other toy in our home. Maybe because they like to pile toys on it as high as they can and bounce on it to see how many fall off (good for counting I guess). Or they like to play "Wipeout" and have invented a number of "stunts" or "obstacles" that end up with them wiping out on the bean bag. Unfortunately, a lot of wipeouts miss the bean bag. Or lastly, my sweet Jake decided (against my knowledge) to move it from time out on top of the washer down to the basement for me. He was wise when he chose to put Anna on the bottom end of it, but Anna had no idea what was coming. Jake couldn't have lifted that thing for more than a second and then it started to fall, completely flattening Anna. Jake wisely decided to "surf" down the stairs on top of it since it was already falling. Poor, poor Anna, she became the surf and scraped her back all the way down the wood stairs. That blasted bean bag. And now it has somehow made it's way to my bedroom. It won't stay for long because I feel certain that they will be jumping from my bed to the bean bag. I should have known it was cursed when my sister so willingly gave it to us. If they survive the bean bag, I have a feeling they can survive anything in life!
...even here I want to curl up with them and hold them and love them, but now...
.....the curse is upon us. This stinkin bean bag has caused more injuries than any other toy in our home. Maybe because they like to pile toys on it as high as they can and bounce on it to see how many fall off (good for counting I guess). Or they like to play "Wipeout" and have invented a number of "stunts" or "obstacles" that end up with them wiping out on the bean bag. Unfortunately, a lot of wipeouts miss the bean bag. Or lastly, my sweet Jake decided (against my knowledge) to move it from time out on top of the washer down to the basement for me. He was wise when he chose to put Anna on the bottom end of it, but Anna had no idea what was coming. Jake couldn't have lifted that thing for more than a second and then it started to fall, completely flattening Anna. Jake wisely decided to "surf" down the stairs on top of it since it was already falling. Poor, poor Anna, she became the surf and scraped her back all the way down the wood stairs. That blasted bean bag. And now it has somehow made it's way to my bedroom. It won't stay for long because I feel certain that they will be jumping from my bed to the bean bag. I should have known it was cursed when my sister so willingly gave it to us. If they survive the bean bag, I have a feeling they can survive anything in life!
6 comments:
Okay, now I don't want a bean bag. Thanks for the advice!
Ha! I love it. They must be having so much fun with the bean bag! We have a small one and it hasn't caused too many problems yet, but then again it is tiny and we don't have stairs. Poor Anna, that hurt me to read it!
Awe, but those things are so fun! We had 2 big vinyl YELLOW ones when I was a kid. The fun is endless.
Still, I think I'd stay away from trampolines at your house
I was laughing the whole time I was reading this. What great memories they will have, especially with the name, "the curse!"
We had the "ppof" that almost killed us as kids! Seriously...I know what you mean! Good Luck and occasionally look under to see if someone is there. Trust me!!!
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