Well, I really did it this time. I mean my talents never cease and my children just don't seem to appreciate my talents! We finally had made it home after being gone the entire day, and my teen asked me to throw him the keys so he could open the door. So there I was in the driveway with a sleeping child in my arms and I took aim and Bam! She shoots, she scores -- in the gutter! Yep! I missed my son's hands completely and landed the keys in the second story gutter. Did I mention that I really had to go to the bathroom and so did my little Red Ridinghood (3)? So my son searched for an open window, found one, climbed through the window, unlocked the door, and climbed out through the second story window to retrieve my keys. MY HERO!!! On the bright side, my husband says no one will ever be in danger if I decide to throw something at them! Just another story for which my loving family can taunt me!
Blessing and peace to you.