scrapbooking

I did some scrapbooking today. I haven't done any scrapbooking in a long time. I have a lot to get caught up on. I just thought I would share what I did tonight.

A Traumatic Experience

On the paper shredder, there is a picture of hand with a line across it, warning you to keep hands out of the shredder. I always looked at that and thought........There is no way a hand could fit in there. Well today, Brinley proved that it can. Parker and Brinley were helping me shred papers this afternoon. Brinley and Parker were taking turns putting their papers in. I think what happened was that Brinley was holding her paper too close to the shredder part, while she was waiting for it to finish shredding Parker's paper, and the machine started to take Brinley's paper before Brinley was ready. So she was trying to pull the paper out when her hand went in. I was sitting right by her when it happened, but I was looking at a paper that I had in my hand, so I didn't see how her hand ended up in the machine. She just started screaming. I saw that her hand was being sucked in to the machine. I grabbed a hold of her and her arm and tried to pull it out. I couldn't get it out! And I couldn't get the stupid machine to turn off! Roger was down stairs in his office with the door closed when all of this happened. So, I was screaming for Roger at the top of my lungs while I was trying desperately to save her hand from being sucked all the way in to the machine. Parker and Alissa are standing there screaming their heads off because they are scared and don't know what to do. Roger said that he heard some screaming from upstairs but figured it was just the kids playing. He turned the volume down on his computer just to make sure it was nothing bad. He said he could hear the terror in our screams and he came running upstairs as fast as he could. Right as Roger got to us, the machine turned off and I was able to get Brinley's hand out. I was so sure that it was going to be a bloody mess, because her hand was in there pretty far. Luckily there was no blood. Her fingers are just bruised and there is a little cut on one of them. When we had her hand out and realized that she was okay, it was such a relief. We sat down on the couch with Brinley to look more closely at her fingers and give her loves, that was the point where Me, Alissa, and Parker just started crying. It was a terrifying experience. I could not get her hand out and that stupid machine was sucking it in farther and farther! As we were crying and trying to calm down, Parker said, "Mom, my heart is going boom, boom, boom really fast?" We all stopped crying for a little bit to say a prayer and thank Heavenly Father for Brinley's hand not getting all cut up, then we had some hot chocolate and watched a Christmas movie to help get the scariness out of our minds. After the movie we went out to dinner and walked around Walmart. It was bedtime by the time we got back home. When we said our bedtime prayer, Alissa said, "......thank you for letting Brinley be okay....and if there were any of our relatives, who have already died, that were there and helped us, tell them thank you also." I thought that was really cute.