shockingly accident prone.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

That girl of mine seems to find ways to get injured.

Today she was attempting to climb on to the elliptical machine in the living room, you know the one I use all the time to keep my fit and trim physique, ha ha. Anyways she was attempting to climb it (why? who knows. I'm sure she was pretending she was climbing a mountain or something like that. She has quite the imagination!) and got her foot stuck in between the pedal and the wheel thingy. I heard her shrieking from down the hall in my room where I was attempting to sort through the mountain of clean clothes that had been overtaking one half of my room. I scampered down the hall to see what all the commotion was to find her foot jammed in the machine. Geesh.
I was able to get her foot out quickly, no bleeding, scrapes or bruising noted. I asked Jill what she had been doing.... "climbing." she said sheepishly. "Are you supposed to touch mommys exercise machine?" I asked. "No." she stated. Well then, at least we got that covered.

Later, I was on the couch working on a scrapbook page (digital) on my laptop while the kids played around me. I had my portable hard drive plugged into my computer (it stores all of my scrapbook supplies as they take up alot of room on the hard drive). I completed the page, saved it, unplugged the drive from the USB port and left it and the laptop on the coffee table while I moved the wet clothes from the washer into the dryer. A few minutes later I come back to the room to find Jill has the hard drive in her mouth. What the heck? At least it was partway in the enclosure, but still. She is 3 years old. And still putting random things in her mouth. It drives me BATTY. She didn't hurt the drive or herself. But we had a nice chat about not putting things in her mouth that are not food (for the billionth time) and never touching Mommy's computer stuff. You'd think she learned her lesson after the whole assassination of my old laptop.

Moments later, I am over at my computer desk straitening up and putting away said hard drive, etc when out of the corner of my eye I see a flash. Hmm, weird. I glance over and see Jill standing near the counter with a scared yet very guilty look on her face. She very nearly killed herself two feet from me. My little miss had walked over to the counter, removed an earring off the counter and stuck it IN THE ELECTRICAL SOCKET. The "flash" I saw was the mini fire that occured when the metal from the earring made contact with the electrical current in the outlet. There is a great black scorch mark on the outlet cover now. It also tripped the breaker turning off the fridge. Glad I caught that quickly. And as for the little firestarter, she was fine, freaked out (thank goodness) and no electrical shock to be found. I made it very clear the danger of that and how WE NEVER TOUCH OUTLETS EVER, ONLY ADULTS. Danger! Danger! Die and go to Heaven danger! Mommy cry everyday and be sad forever kind of Danger!

I think she and Jack both got the point.

And to make matters worse, it wasn't even my earring, but a pair I borrowed from Jess a few weeks ago and had out on the counter to put in a baggy to take to her at church tomorrow. Sorry Jess.

Off to get some sleep so I am prepared to avert any further disaster on the Jill front tomorrow.