artsy fartsy,  Bug,  Life Lessons,  painting

Putting on a Festival, Painting Posters and a Near Trip to the ER


I’ve been doing a lot of artwork for the PTA at Bug’s school lately. I’m not complaining at all because they let me make pretty much whatever I want and they love everything I make. I swear, customers who get things for free are the best customers of all. They never complain about anything and they appreciate everything. Too bad they don’t pay the bills.

It’s been a blast. I’ve met a lot of new friends and I’m really feeling like I’m part of a community that could eventually lead to business contacts. In fact, several people have asked me about doing logos for them so maybe in the long run all my hard work might pay off.


We’ve been working on putting together a Family Fun Festival coming up this next Friday (hit me up if you are local, you have to come!) and it’s been crazy. There are going to be so many fun things at this festival. A live band, line dancing (!), face painting (by moi and a few others), carnival games, pie-eating contests etc etc etc… I feel like I’m back in time and we are going to a real country fair except there are only a few parents doing everything and we’re all kind of scared because we’ve never actually done anything like this by ourselves. AND!! It’s all free. It’s not even a fund-raising event, which is crazy if you ask me. But nobody asked me. The food will cost a minimal amount and you can bid on a silent auction (which you should for the summer camp deals alone) but everything else is FREE. FREE!!

Do you live in Orange County? Email me. I’ll give you the deets.

So yesterday me and a bunch of moms painted all the banners for this event. It was super fun. I love painting signs. We painted for hours.

The only problem was: each mom came with at least one kid and the kids ran rampant. It was crazytown. Like a birthday party with no grown-ups. The only adult supervision was busy painting and we were having such a blast, we may not have been paying close attention to what the kids were doing.

Dun duh, dun DUN!


Bug and several other kids decided it would be really fun to climb in and out of one of the mom’s cars, via the windows—sort of like the car was a giant jungle gym. All the windows were down and the doors were locked (or so we thought) and they were climbing in and out. I balked at first because my sister-in-law has this giant scar from a windshield-wiper-meets-shin incident when she was a kid and this has lead me to be of the absolutely-no-climbing-on-cars school of thought. But I’ve recently been thinking maybe I’m too uptight about things like this. The other moms were okay with it and the kids who had been whining for food were wonderfully occupied and happy with this new car-jungle-gym. So I let it go. Plus, we were right there in the open garage just feet away from the parked car.

I was painting happily away when suddenly, I heard blood-curdling screaming. I looked up and it was MY KID. I instantly turned into the hairiest, scariest Mama Bear you have ever scene. I think my paint brush went flying and I leaped over the still-wet posters in a single bound. Bug’s hand was in the door. I heard it close on her hand. It was a really tall car so she was hanging there by her hand and screaming. It was terrible!

I grabbed Bug and opened the door. I yelled, CAN YOU BEND YOUR FINGERS!! Through tears and screams she magically did. Her fingers all bent. Nothing was broken. I still cannot believe it. Every single finger was fine and could wiggle. How is this possible when her whole hand was in the door and I heard it close with that solid crunch sound that cars make when the door slams shut. It was a miracle.

We sat there for minutes just trying to figure out what happened. The only thing I can figure is that the car had a really big rubber lip and a pretty big cavity inside before the actual metal of the door met the inside of the door rim. Bug has some abrasions on her skin but no bruising, no breaking, not even any residual aching. She was shook up and crying a lot but she was fine.

We gave her some arnica and I let her sit and watch tv on my phone. She didn’t even want to go home, which was good because I still had three and a half posters to paint. Eventually she even went back to playing.

She’s my miracle kid.

Later that night, when she was in bed, she complained about growing pains, in HER LEGS.

Her hand is fine. Absolutely fine.



  • Ninabi

    Oh my gosh I am so so SO glad Bug is okay. A few years ago my thumb was crushed in our car’s door in the parking lot of the movie theater.

    We missed the film. They had to do awful things to my thumb in the ER- one of them being stitches through the nail and through the ball of the thumb.

    I cannot imagine putting a little kid through that.

    I’m glad she’s okay! And the festival looks like it is going to be amazing. You are right though- it’s always the work of just a few parents- found that to be true when my kids were young and I was a troop leader. If I needed assistance…crickets….

  • Heather

    So glad to hear it was just an injured hand. The real danger with kids playing in parked cars is someone inadvertently releasing the parking brake and the car rolling over someone. The car doesn’t even need to be on a hill, if an errant foot puts the car in Neutral, just a push from a kid outside the car and it rolls over the kid on the other side. Your first instinct was correct. Cars are not toys, and parking lots are not playgrounds. Go Mama Bear, Go! Trust those instincts!

  • Jody

    So thankful Bug was not hurt more seriously! I had never heard of arnica (and I’ve been around for a half-century!) so will have to see if I can find some to keep on hand.

    One thing to remember in the future though – just because you can move an extremity doesn’t mean there are no breaks. No more aching and pain is a pretty good indicator though that your diagnosis is correct!

    I’m sorry if I offend with that little bit of advice – but I learned the hard way. I lived with a broken arm for a week because I could move it. (Plus I have a nursing degree.)

  • Lisa

    So glad she’s ok!! My goodness, there’s something in the air with kids and fingers and doors it seems. Both of my kids had theirs pinched in the front door – not car doors, that’s reserved for their heads it seems – this past week. It’s horrible seeing their little hands stuck like that.

  • Amy

    I used to drive car pool with the neighbors when the kids were mucho younger. One morning I SLAMMED A HAND IN THE VAN SLIDING DOOR! It was not one of my kids either :( I think that will haunt me till the end. Fortunately just bruised.

    Glad Bug is ok!!!

    Oh the school must just love you and your creativity!

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