I was in town visiting in August 1999 and staying at my sister's haunted crack house.
It was a typical conversation as we sat on the couch when we suddenly heard a loud thump on the floor in her bedroom. We looked at each other wide eyed and then a moment later Maddie was screaming bloody murder.
Stacy jumped up off the couch and ran in there and brought out the screaming 10 month old who had fallen off the bed when she rolled over.
"Shhhh!" she urged her as she tried to calm her.
She then looked up at me and said, "I can't believe she did that again."
"AGAIN!!!" I shouted in disbelief.
And I got in trouble for leaving Calvin in a theater by himself for 90 second to run to the bathroom?
Madison does not seem to have suffered to much from the injury all these years later. Kids must be made of rubber.
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