we went to the park after Brad got back from work last night and had the best time. Brad likes to give Chloe underdogs and this time I decided to get myself an underdog push. I will admit, I was a little afraid. It was like being a little kid on a swing again and I had to tell myself to hold on and reassure my mind that yes, I am an adult and I can handle swinging higher than the rails (remember when that was your goal as a kid, to get the swing higher than the rails/bars?) So, Brad pushed under me and the underdog was complete. Chloe laughed with delight as we were swinging side by side and I couldn't help but laugh as well. We did 3 repeat underdogs. So now it was Brad's turn. But somewhere between me starting to push and him almost achieving the "dog" status he got a bug in his eye. Folks, it was like he was paralyzed. I laughed so hard at seeing him stop and clutch his head like he had been shot. He couldn't manage to say what had happened to him for several minutes until all of a sudden he was right in my face holding his lower eye lid down and pointing to it. Through spasms of laughter and gulps for air, I tried to help him but as soon as I would put my finger toward his eye he would shut it. Try it. Put your finger toward someone's open eye and see if they can actually keep it open while you touch the eyeball. So after about 10 minutes the bug was moving around in there and making permanent residence when Brad decided to go have a look-see in the mirror and get it out himself. The bug moved further back when Brad poked and prodded.
I'm making this a long story...
I was still kind of chuckling at this point and Chloe was starting to get really concerned. But we were still playing at the park and then all of a sudden Brad gets all quiet and he says, "I have to go home. This bug really hurts me." And this is the guy who's gonna be a doctor! We got home and he recovered. But since then every time Chloe gets close to Brad's face she remembers the "bug in the eye" and asks if she can take it out of Brad's eye. This morning the first thing she did was put her blanket to Brad's eye and say, "daddy, I have to get the bug out." The first thing she said after we got back from our family run this morning was, "daddy, I have to get the bug out of your eye."
5 comments:
Mel, you always did know how to tell a good story!
Quite a story...I hope you are starting to adjust to your new area. That is awesome Brad has Fridays off...that will be so fun to get to spend those days together :)
Man I miss your stories. I can picutre your face and how you tell it every time I read one of these. Man oh man I miss you!
oh, I hope Brad's eye feels better. this is a great story and so cute how concerned Chloe was!
That is too hilarious! Poor Brad, somehow I always manage to get bugs in my eyes too! I can totally sympathize.
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