RIP

You know how you can tell a situation's severity just from the tone of your child's voice...those moments when you can tell if it's a real emergency or just a regular old holler for help???

Well, the other night, I got the call...a real call for help...although there was something different this time and I couldn't put my finger on it!

I can usually tell exactly what's going on just from Liv's intonation and even from how she calls my name...as either as a statement or a question.  Funny enough, it's usually the question ones that are a bit more serious!  So when I hear a "Uh???  MOM?????" coming from upstairs the other night as Liv was supposed to be getting ready for bed, I ran up the stairs.  I found her standing in the middle of her room...in her underwear.  As I walked through the door...she just stares up at me with a blank look but starts pointing to her hip.  Her cute little undies/ are completely shredded on one side.  Since they were fine that morning when she put them on, I was quite amused, perplexed and a bit intrigued!  When I asked what happened, this is the conversation that followed:

Me - What happened to your underwear?

Liv - Uhhhhhhhhh.......

Me - I'm so confused!  How did you totally rip through the side of your underwear?

Liv - Well???  First I climbed up on my hutch to put in a CD.  Then when I was jumping down, I got stuck.

Me - You got stuck?

Liv - Yeah.  Well...I jumped, but my pants got stuck on the knob and I was hanging from the drawer for a while.

Me - (just envisioning my pipsqueak daughter hanging upside down by her underwear from the small knob on her drawer) - Uh, is that even possible?

Liv - (totally exasperated, though still slightly baffled herself) YES mom!  I was just hanging there...until I ripped free.

Me - HAHAHAHAHAHA!  (My mental picture got the best of me and I couldn't hold it in)

Liv - (now totally annoyed and done with the conversation, she starts to walk away) Well...it was really scary...and it DID happen.