Just don't let them play with knives....

I believe that at least the two older boys have gotten the clumsy gene from me. Although I feel that Bruce is partially to blame for Nathan's recent "accident."

Last Saturday night as we are getting ready to go out for the evening, Nathan is in the shower in the front bathroom. I was in my bathroom and I can hear Nathan crying. (Our bathrooms share a common wall) I tell Bruce to go check on him. Next thing I hear is Bruce doing a lot of yelling. He comes into our bathroom where I am getting ready and shows me the faucet from the tub. Yes, the faucet! Apparently Nathan claims that he was standing on the ledge of the bathtub trying to adjust the shower head since it is an adjustable shower head. (That is the parts that is Bruce's fault since he didn't just get a standard shower head with no adjustment.) He claims that he slipped, stepped on the faucet and then fell when it came out of the wall. Bruce and I don't really believe that story, but it is over and done with, so what are we going to do?

Then, only about ten minutes later, I went downstairs to the deep freeze to see if I had a frozen pizza that I could make for the boys since Bruce and I were going out to eat. Darren decides to come down with me. I happen to glance over at Darren when he has about three stairs left to navigate. I am not sure if he tried to jump, or if he tripped, but I see him fly through the air and land face first on the concrete floor. He immediately gets a bloody nose. I sit him on the step and push his head back while grabbing a towel from the dirty laundry pile. He is crying pretty hard, but I tell him that he has to calm down as that is only making his nose bleed worse. I then carry him upstairs fireman style. He has pretty much stopped crying, but I make him recline on the couch.

About ten minutes after that, the babysitter arrives. I am telling her why Nathan says his arm hurts and how Darren might get another bloody nose later. I finish giving her instructions for the night and tell her that the boys must get clumsy when tired. She thought it odd that there were two major accidents within minutes of each other too.