Injury of a Clumsy Mom

There I am, running around Chuck E. Cheese with my 3 1/2 year old. He's laughing hysterically and pointing every which way. He spots the basketball hoop game, so we run ourselves over there. As I'm bending down to get another basketball to help my son earn more tickets, I am drilled with a basketball right in the chin. Only a clumsy momma like me could manage that move. Now my jaw hurts when I chew, even the morning after. I'm trying too look at the positive side--great diet! Ha!