Many of you with children or those without (you may have to cast your mind back to when you were young, no a little further back then that.) Do you remember the old phrase "stop that before someone gets hurt" well that came back to haunt me the other day.
The story starts with me clearing the floor of all the toys the boys had dispersed everywhere, then I thought it would be a great idea to play scary monster with my boys. This was my mess about time, my let my hair down and not worry about the big real world time.
So I chased the boys round the living room as a scary monster, and once I had caught them I tickled them into submission. After a few chases around the living room and tickles I was slightly worn out so I flopped to the floor and covered my head, the boys on realising this decided to come and jump on me because they were far from out of energy. This lead to the scary monster being awoken once again, so the chasing and fun began all over again.
After a few laps round the living room floor I was starting to get worn out, this gave the boys more freedom to escape from the monsters grasp, the more I chased the more then ran me in circles. I got to the point where I play collapsed into a heap on the floor, where at this point my eldest son came slowly over to me to see if I was ok and still able to play.
Before I was able to answer him my youngest son who had obviously got bored of daddy lying on the floor decided to run at daddy and when daddy didn't respond to his shout of "daddy play more" decided it would be fun to smack me over the head with his die cast chuggington old puffer Peter.
Down in a heap I went, all I could hear was my little boy shouting "sorry daddy sorry". That's the story of my knock out blow, hope you all enjoyed reading about my misfortune lol.
Oh dear! Sounds painful. Someone always does get hurt in the end! As a mum, you won't be surprised that I'm always the one shouting to everyone to stop!
ReplyDeleteit was painful lol and its normally me being shouted at to stop playing too silly with the kids.
DeleteJust read this and what an intro to blogging!!! By now you should have recovered and we're really you did and started blogging. Great post xx #pocolo
ReplyDeleteit was a great intro into blogging lol and I'm glad it started with such a great little post lol.
DeleteThis is how my son is and his Dad when they are playing. Always rough! I think they are feeding each others testosterone! Someone always bound to get hurt after this rough play. Usually the husband, sometimes the kid. Theres always someone. #sharewithme
ReplyDeleteyep even now i haven't learnt me lesson and I'm still the one taking the knocks and bumps lol.
Delete*sniggers*
ReplyDeleteLol. I've been there when I was knocked out by a giant plastic sword. Our hurt pride hurts most though doesn't it? x #sharewithme
At the time I didn't find it funny but now I can look back at the post at my little princess and find it funny and my pride has just about recovered lol.
DeleteOh dear** been there just yesterday I was yelling at Daddy of our house to stop running with the kids in the house someone will get hurt and we ended up in the ER all night with my daughter's right eye cut wide open. Long night and a tough day later they went backt o chasing and playing ball in the house this evening. I had to be shouty mommy and tell them all off Daddy included. hahaha Boys! Men being boys! You make me laugh. "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt!" Oh dear I sound like my mother for sure. Scary thought. Thanks for linking up to Share With Me. #sharewithme
ReplyDeleteI do hope your little one is ok now, I never learn my lesson I still play too rough for my own good and I still end up getting hurt time and time again lol.
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