The snow is melting and K and her friend were playing in it for a little while after school. Michelle and I were hashing over some PTA stuff as K came up to me with a "snow" ball. She raised it up and I said, "K, don't--" She threw it anyway. It was an ice ball and smacked me in the side of the nose and mouth.
I was not happy.
I yelled at her.
"But Mom, I didn't mean to!"
I told her that I knew she didn't, but I told her not to and she did anyway.
That was 2 hours ago and my face still hurts.
I didn't lose any teeth and when I came in, the phone was ringing. It was the neighbors across the street.
"Did you see me get bailed into the face with an ice ball?"
"Glenn told me to call. He swore you got hit in the eye."
I told him I didn't get hit in the eye, but the nose and mouth. K was in time out for about a half hour. They asked if I had a bruise. I don't think I do, but by golly it hurt.
Can't wait for soft snow to fall again.