We decided the whole family would enjoy UNCG’s Fall Fest this afternoon. I was supposed to show support with other alumni board members. But once we started walking out of the parking deck, Abby fell and scraped her arm and leg pretty badly. No real explanation, she just tripped on the cement.
Susan took the girls back home to get Abby cleaned up and I stayed at UNCG.
To her credit, after being patched up and after resting for a little while, Abby wanted to head back to the festival.
She and Camille had a great time. They got balloons and a tattoo. Abby got to hang out with a couple of her friends. Camille, after initially being afraid of him, later flirted with the UNCG Spartan, who’s a real person now (6-foot-2 college student) and not a mascot that doesn’t talk.
We are so in trouble.
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Good for Abby! And I must agree, “You ARE SO in trouble!!”