False Alarm

Ma is snoozing, her feet almost warm and her self almost asleep. Suddenly her semi-cozy reverie is shattered by...

"Ow. OW. Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW!"

"NO--LAN!!" I shout, rushing into the little boys' bedroom and hoping to avert imminent bloodshed.

"What?" he asks, holding up a Lego guy. "We were just doing a story..."

"Oh. Sorry. Go back to playing..."

(I am SO getting too old for this)
 

Tweet