On Monday night, as F.H.E. was coming to an end, Ian and I decided to have a dance-off. We turned up the music and started to dance. The one who quit dancing first had to buy the doughnuts. (The doughnuts are 1/2 price after 7:00 and we thought it would make a tasty family home evening treat.) We danced, and danced and danced. Ian was getting sweaty and my side hurt a little, but we were still dancing.
Then, Ian shouted, "Hey mom! Watch how high I can kick!"
With that, he did a tremendous kick and fell right on his side! He hit his ribs and hip super hard and knocked the wind clean out of him. I kept on dancing!!!!
Just kidding. I helped him and I gave him some medicine for the pain, oh....and I paid for the doughnuts. He probably would have won anyway.
8 years ago