Monday, April 4, 2011

Mortal coil

So in an effort to be a reasonable mother (I don't like to set the bar too high, just in case) I took 9 out biking yesterday (before the freaking snow started - ack don't get me started!) and he fell.

That should be the end of the story but it's not because... he nearly DIED. According to 9.

He fell while turning in the schoolyard, unfortunately in front of a classmate, and suffered the smallest of cuts on one hand and 2 little cuts on one knee. He limped home coming up with various scenarios on how the outcome of the fall could have been much worse, as in "he could have died" worse, i.e., arm torn off, head smashed, leg - broken!

He rushed into the house to tell all the sympathetic (heavy sarcasm being used here) guys who were watching a stupid scary movie about his near death experience and they IGNORED him. He was devastated!

Where is his life value if no one reacts to his near death! Not good.

I encouraged 9 not to tell his friends that he nearly died after falling off his bike but no luck. First thing out of his mouth.

And he doesn't want to take drama. But he could probably write for Charlie Sheen!

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