This afternoon, I was at my ironing board working very diligently on a new tutorial to share with you guys and Elliott was playing in my box of buttons behind me. Every now and then she would come and poke one down into the back pocket of my jeans and after awhile, I became oblivious to her little game. I was focused, man.
She seemed to be particularly excited about one button as she ran toward me, but I stayed focused on my ironing and expected nothing but another button.
“Pocket! In the pocket, Mommy!”
I feel her little fingers slip in my back, left pocket…and then a bit of a jab. I didn’t think much of it and didn’t turn around to look.
She withdrew her hand and then shoved it in harder, deeper and much faster. This time, I jumped and let out a little scream. I whipped around to find a straight pin sticking straight out of my rear! That thing must have been buried a half-inch into my tush and I think I scared Elliott half to death with my reaction as I yanked it out as quickly as she had shoved it in. She was backing away, eyes wide and lips quivering.
“Sorry! Elliott sorry! Mommy hurt! SORRRRRRYYYY!” and the tears began to flow. Poor girl was just horrified that she had hurt her mommy’s hiney and the attacked spend 5 minutes consoling the attacker.
Anyway, we have both recovered and I’m about to start resizing pictures for the tutorial. I might have it up late tonight, but it will most likely be tomorrow since I’m pushing it close to bed & bathtime for the kiddos!
Keep your eye out! It’s a cute one!