|3yr old niece|
Soon the BF called and while we were talking my sister called and said I am on my way home will you put some dinner in the oven for me. I clicked back over to the BF and tried to put the 3yr old down but she held on to me saying "I hold you I hold you." Since I am a good Aunt I picked her up and took her with me to cook some dinner for my sis. I then threw some dinner in the oven and started the oven all while taking to the BF and holding a 3yr old. Thats when every thing went south.
After a few seconds that felt like 10 minutes. I turned my niece around to look at her and asked if she was okay. She put her little hands on my cheeks and said "I'm okay Mikool. I am okay. Are you okay?" (Mikool is how she says my name like she has a mouth full of marbles. I really hope she always says my name like this because a Girl named Mikool sounds way more fun than a Girl named Michael). At this point the 8yr old niece runs into the kitchen "What happened" I explain "I fell. Will you please put the food in the fridge so that Bosco will not eat it." She again asks If I am okay. Still a little shaken I say I think so. "Are you getting up?" she asks. "Not just yet", I say. I slowly put the 3yr old on her feet and stand up. At this point I am pretty sure I will be making a visit to the chiropractor but I pick the 3yr old up, hug the 8yr old and say we are missing our movie and walk back in the living room. I call the BF back and tell him what happens. He asks if I have considered walking around in bubble wrap. Yes I have many many time considered this.