Getting Hit on the Head with a Rock

Sometimes you try to tell a two year old something and they listen. Other times, not so much.

So the kids and I are playing in the backyard and my daughter rounds the corner holding a rock. It fills the palm of her hand, probably weighs about a half pound.

My parental reaction kicks in, Pavlovian-style. "You shouldn't play with that, honey. You might hurt yourself. Why don't you go put the rock back where you found it?"

My child, the angel that she is, takes this advice to heart. Considers it for a nanosecond. Then she throws the rock as high as she can directly above her head. It hovers eight inches over her head like a cartoon character on the precipice of a cliff. Then it drops, surreptitiously, directly onto the top of her skull. Commence crying for mommy, an ice pack, and general relief.

Sometimes these things happen and I listen for the laugh track, that must be playing for some sitcom audience somewhere watching this comedy.