Slapstick moment

It all started when I was sitting on the couch, chatting with my oldest, watching the kids eat waffles, and savoring my first *perfect* cup of coffee in weeks. A cup of coffee which was well needed, since I was up really late last night sewing.

Soon my pinball son crashed onto the floor because he was sitting in his chair funny, as usual.

Embarrassed, he started to cry and ream out the chair. “Stupid chair,” he started, and before I could finish reminding him that it was inanimate, he shook it, accidentally smacking the top of the chair into Christina’s head, who was coming over to see his “injury.”

Christina started crying, of course, so I hurried and put my cup of perfect coffee on the table to go comfort her.

I was not mindful of whose seat I set the coffee in front of. It was Estella’s.

The coffee mug was picked up by the handle and hot coffee spilled all over the table, the floor and Jireh’s dress.

At that point I just had to laugh. It all happened in about 45 seconds. We really couldn’t have executed a better choreographed slapstick routine if we’d tried.

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6 Responses to Slapstick moment

  1. So funny! I can envision it all! Glad you could laugh too. If you don’t laugh you will cry I always say…

    • Sarah says:

      That’s sorta like what I always say, which is, “If I’m going to laugh about this later, I may as well laugh about it now.”

  2. Lori says:

    oh sarah, haha! i’ve totally had those moments! you recorded it perfectly 🙂 ty!

  3. Katherine Lauer says:

    I’m glad you could laugh!

  4. Christy Besser says:

    That was painful! 😛

  5. Tom says:

    I’m glad we’re not currently capable of that amount of fun at our house!

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