I was very excited to get a turn on the treadmill after Grandma was done with her turn. Today was no different...my cars needed some fun in the morning.
Turned in to not so much fun...
I was just trying to help them drive over the treadmill and underneath when the treadmill grabbed my hand...I screamed...Grandma threw the remote to save me...the treadmill may or may not still have skin stuck to it...
Mom: Dallin...what happened to your fingers?
Me: They're broken...
On a happy note...mom found me some "cool new clothes" at her favorite store Crazy 8 tonight...there are guitars on the jeans:)
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