Posted at 15:58h
What is the hardest thing in the world? Well at 2am, in the dark, its one of those small wooden blocks painted with a letter!! I wrote this poem the day after stepping on one. And frankly, I was AMAZED at how much it hurt. It probably didn't help that i was very tired, and very grumpy. I quickly learned my lesson - you should turn on the light before you wade through the mine fields. Of course, at that time, I had completely forgotten that our living room was a danger zone.
I do remember trying not to scream (the kid was asleep finally!!) and boy did I want to scream. That little brightly colored block hurt SOOOO much. And I've stepped on tacks, nails, glass, sharp rocks...