In the past week, I have:
- dropped a fork while emptying the dishwasher and stabbed myself in the toe,
- stubbed my pinky toe on the same foot by ramming it into my grandmother's cedar chest while laying Second Daughter down for her nap,
- and, neglected to catch a baggie of frozen soup as it tumbled from the freezer and stabbed a different toe on the same foot.
If toes are injured in threes, I should be done, but I'm a little anxious about the three months of pregnancy that remain. As my toes are harder and harder to see...