Forget Something?!

   When I was younger, I had a twin size bed that had posts at each leg. I used to think it was fun to swing around them when I got bored. One night when my sister and I were supposed to be in bed, I was swinging around the post and all of a sudden I smack my face on the bed post. The first thing I do is scream, "MOOOOM!!!." As I stand at the top of the stairs my mom starts to run up the steps to get me while I have a hand with a tooth in it and the other hand covered in blood. she turns around and runs back down to get popsicles. She then realized that she forgot me at the top of the steps. She now runs all the way back up and carries me down the stairs, the opens the freezer to find that we do not have any popsicles. So grandpa to the rescue, saves the day when he bought some popsicles and brought them to me.