Look Out Below

We had a sale last week at the quilt shop and we sold a lot of fabric. 

Look at all these empty bolts.  We had a contest over on the store blog to see if people could guess how many were stacked up.

Yesterday we numbered all of them and guess what, we had a winner.  Just as we were about to leave last night my mom asked me how high I could reach.  So I showed her.  And then I heard her scream, "Sarah don't touch it." 

Too late.  They all came tumbling down. Right. On. My. Head.  Ouch!! But it didn't really hurt. We laughed. Then we really laughed.  Until we realized my mom was trapped in the stairwell down below.  And we were the only people left in the building. I had to start digging her out.  Then she fell onto the empty bolts when she was trying to climb out. That's when we started laughing so hard I could hardly catch my breath.

You just never know what my mom and me are going to do next...