Pfft…

I’ve been using our exercise ball as my seat at the dining room table since I went into labor with Beth-Ellen (I used it during Christmas Eve lunch while I was in labor!)

It’s been a wonderful chair.

But tonight I sat down and heard a Pfft and a pop.

And then I was on the floor.

And then I was laughing.

My ball, post-Pfft

And then Tirzah Mae was bawling with the shock of it all.

Don’t worry, she’s fine. I’m fine.

The ball is definitely not fine.

A new one is on the way.

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