CreativeDominant
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ORIGINAL: sirsholly So...it is a beeee-utiful day here, 72 and sunny. I decided to take the LO to the park. I am a dumbass. First...lemme tell you...the kid attracts dirt. Think PigPen from Peanuts and you have the general idea. But that is beside the point. The LoudOne had a blast. He really did and it was wonderful to see the huge smile on his face and watch him go from the swings to the sliding board to the horsies-on-springies things...etc. The problem with the two yr old, and what qualifies ol mom as a dumbass, is he is not willing to try someting new on his own. Mom has to do it first Let the mishaps begin. There were two slides, a spiral and a tube slide. Both are fun for a kid and deadly for an adult. On the spiral slide, for whatever reason (brain death) ol mom decided to lay on her back. Now...i am 6 feet tall and when i am laying on my back going down a spiral slide...the legs gotta go somewhere. The "somewhere" was airborn, and they were long enough to smack off of the spiral above us..every fucking time....about 6 spirals in all. I couldn't put my legs down, as the LoudOne was sitting on my tummy and i was afraid of his face meeting my feet. So...we are off to the tube slide (us dumbasses never learn). A little one can sit down and sail right through the tube. An adult has to lay down. The LO was again on my tummy and off we went. WEEEEEEE!!!!! At the bottom, the little dude hops right off my belly and i make the mistake of sitting up.BONK!!! I was still in the fucking tube That hurt. A head injury to go with the two fractured feet. So we are off to the monkey bars. For some silly assed reason i thought it would be a good idea to show a two yr old that good ol mom can still hang upside down. It was then that i remembered the pneumonia and the fractured rib, so i changed my mind and got down. Of course i tripped on the dismount and landed on my elbow...the same elbow that was covered with skin before i climbed on the silly monkey bars. He wants to go again tomorrow. What to say to all this except to ask the heavenly hollygoNOTsolightly whether or not she thinks that she could round up 4 or 5 others like her in town? You see, my sweet...though clumsy...girl, I figure if there are only 4 or 5 others like you in town, I really would not have to worry too much about building up the rest of my practice...  
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