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Me, Ginger, Mom

My parents are kind of old. They are probably reading this right now saying, "Hey! That's not fair! Don't pigeon-hole us into that category. You just wait until you're our age...we look great!"

And you do, Mom & Dad. I totally agree. And I totally love having fake, hypothetical conversations with my parents like they are really here.

So anyway, where was I? Yes, the rents are a bit technologically behind. Luckily, my brother, Brady, helped them out and set them up with a new webcam on their new computer and we Skyped last night! It may not seem like a big deal to all of you that have techy parents, but my mom doesn't even use a cell phone. The cell phone that is in her possession sits in the glove compartment of her car, and is covered in dust. Bless her sweet, little heart.

My sister, Ginger, and her three kiddos are visiting my parents right now. As we were Skyping, the littlest wandered up to the computer, staring at it like an alien (as it was his first Skype experience too) and pointed to the bandage on his head.  Let me mention this kid has horrible luck when visiting Grandma & Grandpa. Last visit he got bit by a brown recluse! Naturally, something needed to happen this time too. And indeed it did. 

I was perplexed by the mark and bandage on his head. It was funky looking. My sister was standing in the background with her mouth set. I asked "What in the world is that?"

Not expecting the answer I was about to receive, they replied, 

"He got ran over by the lawnmower."

...???

How does that even happen? 

The Wittow Guy

Now, don't fret. It's not like his head got chopped off. He just got behind the lawnmower and it more or less bonked him on the noggin. Poor wittow guy! Murphy's Law is intent on getting the best of him, and he's only 3! Luckily, he is okay, it just sounds more dramatic than anything.

Oh the joys of parenthood we have to look forward to!

And that's my entertaining news for the day. Life can get pretty crazy when you are the youngest of 8! 

Do you have a big family? What are your wild stories?