Mama Cooksey!

My beautiful mother is a ninja. Mama Cooksey broke her leg today while walking across a parking lot in Utah (heroic, I know... it runs in the genes). She had a compound fracture (meaning the bone went through the skin), and she freaking RESET her bones before the paramedics got there. She had surgery this evening, requiring a metal plate for stability, but it went well & she'll be out of the hospital on Friday. Since Mama Cooksey has proven her ninja status, I present 10 Facts About Mama Cooksey:

1. Mama Cooksey can win a game of Connect Four in only three moves.
2. If you spell Mama Cooksey in Scrabble, you win. Forever.
3. There are no steroids in baseball. Just players Mama Cooksey has breathed on.
4. Mama Cooksey sheds her skin twice a year.
5. If at first you don't succeed, you're not Mama Cooksey.
6. Most boots are made for walkin'. Mama Cooksey's boots ain't that merciful.
7. Mama Cooksey was what Willis was talkin' about.
8. Mama Cooksey can lead a horse to water AND make it drink.
9. It is believed dinosaurs are extinct due to a giant meteor. That's true if you want to call Mama Cooksey a giant meteor.
10. Mama Cooksey uses a night light. Not because Mama Cooksey is afraid of the dark, but the dark is afraid of Mama Cooksey.

Feel better Mom! Love you!

On Sugar Highs & Clumsiness

Today is SUCH a Monday. It's Valentine's Day Week at work which means we have parents bringing sugary treats for their toddlers ALL week. If today was a test run, this week is just going to blow. You know those super delicious, fluffy & soft iced sugar cookies you can get in packs of like 10 at the store? They contain about 987987 grams of sugar in each bite. Anyway, one of the parents brought these for the kids today, so we gave each kid half a cookie for snack. Can I just say that no child should have that much sugar & my childcare responsibilities should be revoked simply because I served the kids these cookies? Cindi & I paid for it hardcore all day. We literally had kids bouncing all over the room not paying the slightest attention to us yelling "Get off the table, Quinn!" or "Briggs, Brady is not a toy, please don't ride him." It was bad. Then our gym time came, and I decided it was time to run the shit out of them. We sprinted down the long hallway to the elevator, then continued our sprint to the gym. We then sprinted all around the gym & down the halls on the way back to our classroom. Despite the fact that Miss Rachel was not quite prepared for a run, they CRASHED during naptime -- which in fact was the only highlight of the day.

So during this glorious naptime I decided to switch out the toys in my room because I figure when I get sick of looking at the same toys the kids have been beyond that point for a while. I decided to dig this caterpillar tunnel thing out of the closet to put in our room. Granted, I think it will be a huge hit. However, it was in pieces & I was at work late putting the bastard together. So, when I was putting the last piece on I decided to give it a good wham with my hand to make sure the little freaking pegs went in the little freaking holes -- which I never thought would happen. Well, I failed to notice a peg sticking out and nailed my hand on it. It sent this like shockwave up my arm, & I just said "damn" and continued on. However, I would like to note that as the course of the evening has played out, my damn hand hurts bad. Like that little plastic bastard has done damage. Yes, I'll probably whine about it tomorrow too. And if you think I'm just being a weinie, here's a picture of what I put together:

I have one more clumsy story to share. This one made me laugh. I was in my kitchen raiding my graham cracker stash for a snack, when I freaking slipped on this clear 1/4 cup measuring cup that was upside down on my kitchen floor. I fell straight on my ass and just laughed. I also laughed when I damn near slid into my sliding glass door 15 minutes ago because I slipped on my work folder. Apparently, I'm not supposed to be upright today.