On a crazy afternoon of picking up Eric at the Junior High so we could go to an appointment half an hour away to get his cello fixed,then hearing from Amy that we needed to go back to the Junior High and pick her up, I found fifteen minutes to stop at Shopko and buy Eric some new, much-needed shoes.
Size 13 Quadruple E!!!!!
When we got to the Junior High and found Amy, Eric began resituating the cello so he and it could fit in the back seat of the little car. Amy got in the car and buckled, so I thought we were ready to go and I started to drive away. Heard a lot of squawking from behind me. Turned to see Eric outside the car trying to keep a hold of the cello as it tried to fall out of the moving car. Whoops!
And I had run over his foot.
I would like to forget it.
But he keeps reminding me.
(But no harm done, I guess. It's a lightweight car. And Eric's foot is not...)