"Mom..Scotty's trying to break your other leg now!"

Here's what that's all about..

Two weeks ago on a Sat. morning, James was trying to be a "day sleeper"....(He's working graveyard's and makes a mostly unsuccessful attempt to sleep during the day!)

I'm in the kitchen trying not to bang the pots and pans, when I hear Scotty's bass booming downstairs in the basement. He's rockin out to something.

Well, I did what every mom HAS to do (cause we were born to do it)...I flew down the stairs to his room to yell at him to "Turn that music down !!"

In my haste, I missed the last two stairs and rolled my ankle. YEEEOOOUUUCCHH !

I was sure it was broken. Scotty felt horrible and ran to get the "ice and ace"..(ace bandage wrap thingy).

I milked as much sympathy and guilt as I could out of him. Walked around in one of those klonkey black walking boot contraptions for a week or so. According to my $200.00 co-pay at the ER, It was not broken, just yanked real good !

So last night when I got home from work, Marky and I were standing in the kitchen chatting about his day, And Marky stops and listens and says...

"Mom, Scott's trying to break your other leg !"

I said,"what'r you talking about ?"

He said, "Listen....."

Then I hear Scott's bass boomin again !

I LOVE BOYS !