I couldn't make this shit up

I know every family has its crazy moments but I sometimes wonder whether my life isn't particularly crazy.  

Two weeks ago I was sitting in the waiting room at the children's extra reading classes and the ceiling fell on my head.  Just on my head.  No where else in the waiting room, but directly on my head.  Besides being damn sore, it also broke my laptop's keyboard.  Because obviously I was working on my laptop while I was waiting for them.

I've had a particularly stressful week with stuff that I can't blog about and then last night Kate tells me that water is pouring through the roof in the bathroom. I look and sure enough, there is water pouring through the light fitting.  I thought the geyser had burst and called the plumber. At 5:30pm.  The plumber arrived shortly afterwards, climbed in the roof and discovered it was not a burst geyser (yay) but instead the storm had damaged the roof and the water was pouring through the roof on to the ceiling. (Not yay).  I am waiting for the insurance company to call me back.  My brave, clever, extremely competent husband had to climb up on the roof after he got home from work, in the storm, and fix the roof.  I might have a tiny moan about how stubborn he can be now and then, but he has no equal when it comes to DIY stuff. He is clever and handsome and hard working and good with DIY and a good father and husband.  He is a hero.  I am quite fond of him.

As an aside:  If you are ever looking for excellent service from a plumber, please get hold of Drainmen (http://www.drainmen.co.za/index.php). They operate in most areas in the Western Cape and they have always been super responsive and super efficient. This is the third or fourth time I have had to call them in an emergency and they never let me down.  And to top it all, they only charged me a nominal amount for the call out.  If I wasn't so in love with my husband at the moment, I would have smooched that plumber chap last night for coming out in the storm and helping me out.

(My mother came around to visit in the midst of the ordeal last night - husband on the roof in the rain, 3x kids running aorund screaming, chasing each other, jumping up and down - and asked me if I hadn't started smoking yet, for my nerves.  I pointed to my almost empty wine glass and said "this is why I drink".)

Then, today Max and I go to the Vet shop to get dog food and Max wanted a toy, so I bought him a plastic ball that is meant for cats to play with.  As we are driving home, he tells me his fingers are stuck.  "Fingers stuck, Mama".  In the ball.  He had shoved both fingers right up to the knuckle in the little holes in the ball. I pulled over to the side of the road to try to get them out, but he said it was sore and started crying.  So I told him to wait until we got home.  

When we got home, I realized I couldn't take him out the car seat as he was strapped in and the strap went through his arms and his arms were attached to his fingers and his fingers were stuck in the damn plastic R10 cat ball.  

I went inside the house to get soap and I tried to put soap on his fingers to try and slide them out.  He screamed harder and shoved his fingers deeper in the holes.  I had visions of having to take him to the ER, still strapped into the car seat.  I ran over to one of Marko's three tool boxes (hero) and thank goodness I found a bolt cutter type of thingy at the top of one. I had to cut the plastic ball off his fingers.  Poor child was traumatised afterwards.  Party because of his ordeal and partly because I had now broken his new ball.  

Sigh.  At least I can say my life isn't boring.

 

Comments

[Student Mom (Jenn)]

Notes to self
1. baby doesn't get ball with holes in it
2. baby doesn't get to go to extra reading lessons

[Nina]

Oh my word, so flipping hilarious! I can't stop laughing. Bloody fool!

[acidicice]

LOL. Thanks for the giggle! Your life might just be a smidgen more crazy than everyone elses :P

[Suzie-Q.]

Hi Tertia~
Glad to see things haven't changed much in the last few years! :) My BFF's son did something similar on the first day she brought home the new Lexus except she unwisely chose to cut the seat belt off him first then the toy.

[Sara]

Those cat toys with bells make remarkably good children's toys. Gwen loves the ones ostensibly belonging to Slinky (I recently bought a new one, and wasn't sure myself whether it was for Gwen or the cat). On the flip side, Gwen has a set of blocks which have little plastic pieces that fit in the side, and Slinky has decided these are great for batting across the floor. So it all evens out.

[Julia]

I'm sitting at my desk laughing like a fool!

[Suepoo]

HAHAH I know it is not funny but yes I can so relate to family dramas just like that! Keep drinking to stay sane I say!

[Daryl Faure]

Oh funny!

[Kristin @ Mommy Miscellaneous]

LMAO! My daughter did that once with something. I don't even remember what, it was 5 years ago! I remember having to break it to get her finger out of it and I remember her screaming more about her broken toy than her finger being stuck. I hope your little one is ok! :)

[Beth Gallagher]

Right there with you, Tertia! My littlest broke her arm 2 weeks ago falling off the monkey bars at school, my oldest has a stress fracture and bone trauma from a basketball tournament this past weekend, and Sunday I fell down the stairs (at the tournament too) and broke my foot! We are a bone challenged family. Knocking on wood that our roof doesn't start leaking!:D Loved the catball story, and hope you ran out and bought him a ball with no holes.

[Wobs]

Max is quite a little character! Not chuckling coz he got hurt - more at the drama and how it unfolded. You need truck loads of chardonnay!

[Debbie]

OMW you sure have had an interesting few weeks.
Amazing how those 'cheap 'toy buys can come back to bite us in the ass all too often.

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