"If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
When the levee breaks I'll have no place to stay."
Here's how the water flooded from our neighbor's yard into ours. Our kids were playing in the yard, and their basketball went flying over the fence, landing on the tarp which was covering the neighbor's giant inflatable swimming pool. Displaying a lack of judgment which was even bigger than the giant inflatable swimming pool, the kids run around the front of the house, open the neighbor's gate, walk into the yard, and choose the two heaviest kids to climb up onto the pool to get the ball. My overtly pregnant wife hears screaming and the sounds of many waters, and, as she is wont to do in times like these, she leaps into action. What does she find? Two children on top of the tarp covered pool collapsing the walls, and nearly all of the water contained therein no longer contained therein! By the time the Red Cross showed up with sandbags, the situation was under control. Everybody got wet, but the kids are still alive... which isn't always the case when you mix kids and swimming pool accidents. My wife, on the other hand, was in quite a bit of pain the remainder of the day. I know kids break stuff, cuz that's what kids tend to do, but I can't stand coming home finding out that they broke their mother.
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