Today Claire worked very hard on her writing assignment. She wrote a first draft, made corrections, and then two more copies to get her page just right.
Sadly, we did not realize that this writing exercise would foreshadow dire events to come.
Today, as luck would have it, was the "favorite" day of Monday. Gymnastics day.
Everything went exactly as Claire likes it. She saw her friends. Ellie and I were there to watch.
The last event of the class involves the girls standing in line, waiting for their turn to run and jump and practice throwing up their hands and "sticking" that landing. Claire is watching the girls taking their turns. Claire's neighbor is bored and tries for a handstand. Her hands go down, her legs fly up, and one hits Claire right in the cheekbone. Ouch!
Claire is crying. The girl is crying. The teacher goes to get ice. Thankfully, after the swelling goes down, it turns out Claire is OK. I think the majority of the swelling was from crying.
I believe Claire learned a valuable, valuable lesson today.
Monday is never, anyone's, favorite day.
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Awwwww! Poor Claire! I hate Mondays too!
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