Tuesday, March 25, 2008

This little piggie...

This little piggie went to market.
This little piggie stayed home.


This little piggie had roast beef.
This little piggie had none.


And this little piggie cried,

"Owie-owie-owie, all the way home!"

Owie was all I could say because:

A. It didn't really hurt that bad.

B. My kids were right there when it happened.

C. I am so tough...I laugh at pain.

You decide!


A penny thought: Wear your slippers in the house if you are going to kick the molding on your way though the door!

6 comments:

Kijar said...
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Lindsay said...

can't quite figure out what's up with the comment above... but beware... I think it's a virus.

you may need to do the comment varifcation thing where you type in the letters....

cindy got it on her blog too... weird!

anyway... back to the real reason I'm commenting... :)

I'm thinking that your kids were right there... OWIE is right!

Hope it isn't broken.

Taryn said...

Mom,

You complain so much about a little toe.

Stacy B said...

I think that is as good as reason as any to wear flip-flops to work! Ouch!

Lindsay said...

so... any updated pictures on the toe?? :)

Anne said...

Bad bruise...but not broken. It has now turned green...and only hurts when one of my kids accidentally steps on it. I am walking VERY CAREFULLY around furniture though.