You don’t know me.
On Sunday, I was jumping on a friend’s trampoline with Wyatt and Boone. They wanted me to bounce them around, so they were tucked in little balls while I jumped near them, sending them in the air.
We were all having a blast until one of Wyatt’s legs slipped out just as I was coming down. I shifted my foot mid-descent to avoid snapping his leg and landed directly on the side of my ankle.
Now, I can barely walk. I’m using an old golf club as a cane as I hobble around on what feels like the worst sprain I’ve ever had.
The good news is this now justifies the purchase of that cane with hidden sword I’ve always wanted.
(image via edgesofreality.com)
Four friends on a swing belting out “Everything Is Awesome.” So appropriate.
We just saw Mr. Peabody & Sherman on the 20th Century Fox studio lot, thanks to a friend. Oh, and when I say “we” I mean Boone found it too intense and made my wife take him to the lobby for most of the film, so I chivalrously stayed and watched it with Wyatt.
Wyatt’s decimating this pasta.