Dead Leg

Today I have 4 bruises on my left leg in a variety of places.

That's because my teens have discovered the "dead leg". For those of you who do not work with teenagers, that is when you punch someone between the muscles on your leg and it puts your leg to sleep. Its quite funny when it happens to someone else... especially because you are now immobilized and unable to fight back.

I love my teens. They are so much fun. But one problem that I have discovered is my size. I am a pretty small girl, and most of my teens are as big or bigger than me. Especially the boys. You wouldn't think this would be a big issue... you would be wrong. At any given time they can pick me up and put me where ever they want to. I have yet to attend a summer camp as a counselor without getting thrown in the pool. Last year I was also tossed into the mud pit and an empty garbage can we were using for games.

Yesterday I took some of the teens to the beach. It was not all that warm... especially in the water. I made it in to about my waist and then I had to get out... but they weren't satisfied with that. I was picked up on several occasions and attempts were made to throw me into the freezing cold water. But I was able to wiggle my way out. What they don't realize is the more they pick on me the more they teach me to fight back :) I made it out alive and dry...

...but I still have 4 big bruises on my left leg.

Here is proof of my injuries... this is not a bruise...

its a welt.

On my leg.

Because Lucas hit me with a towel!