Thursday, May 7, 2009

Parenting FAIL du jour

Carlie wanted to ride her bike around the block. Which is not that big of a deal. She was just riding laps around the block. But usually? I am hanging out on the deck or whatever while she does that. But tonight? I decided to go inside and cook dinner, leaving the back door open.

I felt a little apprehensive about this, and then felt lame for being apprehensive about it. Because? Sheesh, she's only riding her bike around the block.

And then? I heard her in the distance, wailing. Or howling. Or a combination of wailing and howling. Whatever it was, she was obviously in excruciating pain. Like the bone is poking thru pain.

I dropped what I was doing, ran out the back door, onto the deck, and there she sat in the yard.

Singing.

My bad.

6 comments:

Amy said...

Mine was when my 8 year old came screaming (not singing at ALL) into the house carrying his wrist like the bone should be sticking through...ends up he was playing basketball and fell down on some carpet that we have laying out in the driveway like trashy people and the effing spikes punctured right through his soft little 8 year old palm. One got him good, but he has like 4 little spike marks...I will surely burn in hell for this but he looks like someone tried to crucify him a little. Little band aid...little triple antibiotic ointment...s'all good.

eeps.

Anna See said...

I like it when parenting fails turn out like this one. Just a little singing in the 'hood.

Keetha said...

That's no parenting fail; that's a parenting AWESOME.

Fantastic Forrest said...

Hilarious!! I often hear Amazing Girl Child through the bathroom door as she's singing. It bears little resemblance to anyone else's idea of singing, but that's what it is.

beerab said...

lol that reminds me of once when I was singing in my room, thinking I was doing good, and my mom runs in and asks who is dying! YEAH that totally sucked :p

katydidnot said...

future american idol FAIL. fo' sure.