This is what you get when you combine flip flops, uneven ground, and carrying a 15 month old and two bowls of ice cream through an area where kids are playing cornhole. That, my friends, is a torn ligament in my left ankle. I'm on crutches, which makes caring for Zach just that much more difficult. Luckily, Brad has worked from home for the past couple days, but he has to attend some meetings today so be assured I will most likely be crawling up and down the stairs and encouraging Zach to follow in my stead. It will be humorous for sure. He is quite interested in my crutches as climbing apparatus. Sigh. Hoping for a quick recovery here, but so far it's still swollen and bruised, as well as quite painful.
Some things you never outgrow... like being a clod. That's me!
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