So Small I Was Invisible

October 5th, 2009 by admin

Years ago when I was about three years old, I would crawl into my parents bed every day to sleep some more. I don’t know why I did - I guess I just liked their bed. Unintentionally, my head went under the covers and my exmormon dad didn’t know I was in there and just at that moment, my mom gave my exmormon dad some great news. He was so excited, he jumped way up into the air and onto the bed, barely missing me. My mom screamed because she thought he was going to land on me. Luckily he didn’t.

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