Earlier this week we were outside playing. Two Frisbees and a soccer ball were flying back and forth. Emma had the Frisbee and was winding up to throw it to her dad. She threw it good and hard, but let it go a little late. Instead of going straight towards Ryan, it shot off to the side and got me (standing about 2 feet from her) in the stomach.
I doubled over. Ryan came over, lifted my shirt a little and admired the red welt forming.
Once it was decided that I would probably live, Emma giggled. "We should have got that for America's Funniest Home Videos!"