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Abby loves to watch me play Wii. She sits there and cheers for my team (or the other team; it depends on who's winning). Anyway, we warned her to stay back when I was playing Wii. There I was, up to bat, and my daughter darts in front of me. I don't see her. I swing.
Thwack!
Right in the back of the head. Actually, I just clipped the top of her head, but it scared the hell out of her. She howled and yelled, then when she finally calmed down she insisted I put the game away. I did.
It gets worse.
I have this strange habit of sitting with one foot perched in the chair beside me - I'm weird, okay. anyway, right after the Wii accident, I go to sit down, she goes to dive into my lap, I raise my knee to put my foot in the chair.
Thwack!
She takes a knee to the jaw. I really beaned her this time, but, oddly enough, she only looked at me all startled like. I hugged her and told her I was sorry, that it was an accident. Poor thing, she's really had a rough afternoon.
And to think, in less than a week I'm going to have another kid!
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