Latest mom fail: was taking H outside to get the mail like we do every day and I was walking down the sidewalk, my feet totally get kerfunckled. I'm holding H on my hip so I can't put my arms or hands out to catch myself - ankle twists, I lose my balance, H hits the grass (I twisted him away from the concrete and cushioned his head with my hand, yay mom reflexes), knee meets concrete and pain shoots up my leg. After i get back to my feet and pick H back up, I look down and ugh...

By the time I tot back to the house with toddler and mail, this is what my skinned knee looks like (plus the deep gash on my anole). Yowch. And I have a blur and purple bruise on my other knee now. Stupid gravity...

Gravity sucks. Ba dum tish.