punkrockmom
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- Apr 5, 2008
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So yesterday im taking a nice, well deserved AM nap and i get a phone call from my daughters school. Of course, my mind starts to race. The office has called to inform me that my 8 year old daughter was out at first recess and, on a dare, decided to stick her tounge to a metal basket ball post and had gotten STUCK!! Yes yes, i know what you are going to ask, "was she watching a christmas story?" No she had not. So, they had to take warm water to unstick her from the basket ball post and skin had come off so she was bleeding profusely from the mouth and felt that it may be in her best interest for me to pick her up from school.
My husband had taken the car to work so i call him and tell him what happens and he is laughing so hard that i can hear the tears rolling down his cheeks. Just bring me the fucking car so i can go get her.
I arrive at the school and the office ladies are trying to gauge my reaction and i start to laugh and ask "where is she?" they direct me to the health room where I see the principal standing there grinning from ear to ear and My daughter sitting on the cot with her tounge wrapped in gauze, her curly hair frizzed from her hat, her tiny face still rosy from the cold and ONE red streak on her left cheek from where she had gotten slight freezer burn from her tears. Oh and she went full on this pole, her botom lip was all puffy, apparently that had gotten stuck as well.
fucking great
I look at her and say "Tanis, you asked me last week what would happen if you stuck your tounge to a metal pole and what did I say?" to which she replies "you ded id would ged duck" remember she has her tounge wrapped..."Yes, I told you it would get stuck and you put your tounge on a metal pole and what happend?" I asked. her reply in a very cute yet very sheepish voice was "id god duck" yes yes tanis that is right, it got stuck.
So her principal tells me that they managed to stop the bleeding and that tanis can go back to class, so i gathered her bloody gloves and coat and headed back home shaking my head and laughing. Only to me.
ENJOY!
My husband had taken the car to work so i call him and tell him what happens and he is laughing so hard that i can hear the tears rolling down his cheeks. Just bring me the fucking car so i can go get her.
I arrive at the school and the office ladies are trying to gauge my reaction and i start to laugh and ask "where is she?" they direct me to the health room where I see the principal standing there grinning from ear to ear and My daughter sitting on the cot with her tounge wrapped in gauze, her curly hair frizzed from her hat, her tiny face still rosy from the cold and ONE red streak on her left cheek from where she had gotten slight freezer burn from her tears. Oh and she went full on this pole, her botom lip was all puffy, apparently that had gotten stuck as well.
fucking great
I look at her and say "Tanis, you asked me last week what would happen if you stuck your tounge to a metal pole and what did I say?" to which she replies "you ded id would ged duck" remember she has her tounge wrapped..."Yes, I told you it would get stuck and you put your tounge on a metal pole and what happend?" I asked. her reply in a very cute yet very sheepish voice was "id god duck" yes yes tanis that is right, it got stuck.
So her principal tells me that they managed to stop the bleeding and that tanis can go back to class, so i gathered her bloody gloves and coat and headed back home shaking my head and laughing. Only to me.
ENJOY!