Athletic and Clumsy

To start off I have to admit that I am accident prone from the waist down. At any given time I have at least 2 bruises on my legs. Currently I have a huge one on my thigh from walking into my bed post and I noticed a new one on my other leg, I'm guessing from hiking yesterday. I've always been active and athletic but I'm always walking into objects that leave these bruises all over. (Another reason why I'm not keen on summer/bathing suit season). On with this story.....I went to the DMV this morning (no story is good when it starts with this line). I was well prepared: had prepared for the written test, had the required forms filled out in advance, and snacks for the kiddos. Now my only wish was that syd and jordyn would allow me to take the test without much interruption. I'm a horrible test taker. The computerized women's voice put a smile on my face when I heard, "Number 040 counter 4 please." I was excited I only had to wait about 10 minutes to see somebody. The women took the necessary documents at about the time Syd took out the bag of chips from my purse.  This put Jordyn in a frenzy as she eyed the bag. Jordyn was in an umbrella stroller so she could be strapped in as a talked to this women and so I could take the written exam without having to chase her around the building. Jorydn impatiently started to tug on my pants. I ignored her tug and continued to answer the women's questions about age, address, etc. To my utter amazement, and embarrassment, I fell. Thanks to Jordyn extra STRONG tug. I tried to avoid falling on Jordyn and causing the stroller to fall backwards. As I fell, from a one year old's strong grip, I heard gasps from witnesses sitting waiting for the lovely computerized womens voice to call their favorite number that was written on a piece of cheap paper, squeezed in their hand. How embarrassing! How did Jordyn pull me over? Why does everyone have to stare and then pretend nothing happened? Laugh, ask if I'm okay, anything, but staying silent...is even more embarrassing. So I laughed when I got up and voiced my thought to the clerk women, "I can't believe I got taken down by a 1 year old." I'm still in shock from what Jordyn managed to do. I always thought if someone tried to steal my purse or harm me I would hold my own ground, but Jordyn gave me a reason to question that. Anyhow I took the test, got the first two questions wrong, but ended up pulling off a passing score and an Alaska Drivers License in my wallet. I'll probably find a new bruise on my leg tomorrow from falling and a reminder for the next few weeks of my clumsiness and the surprise strength from my daughter.