After supper last night the kids were being their wild little selves.
They were sliding down the basement stairs on their tummies. Laughing their heads off. Giggling infectiously.
And then all of a sudden Seth was crying. Hard.
“My tummy hurts!”
Oh he was crying so hard. And not surprisingly. He had some pretty good rug burns on his tummy. Ben did too but was a little tougher about it. Until he ate an orange before bed and the orange juice dribbled down his chin onto his tummy.
“It stings!! My tummy hurts!” Many tears.
I don’t think they’ll be playing that game for awhile. Like at least a week.
The pictures don’t really do it justice. Anyway as pitiful as it was, you know Neil and I had a good chuckle about it too.
Love those kids.