Husband got a call from First Son’s school, that he had to be sent to the nurse due to an injury. Apparently, during Center time, he kicked himself in the head and got a lump. He got ice. I was perplexed how the injury occurred because, I don’t know, kicking high enough so that you reach your head sounds hard. When we picked First Son up tonight from his after school program, we asked him to demonstrate.
He laid down on his back and thrashed around like crazy, spinning his legs in a circular faux-break dance, and his feet, indeed, could reach his head.
Wish I could post the visual. Cannot stop laughing. I told him dancing is usually something people do for fun and to not get hurt. And then I made him do it again.