Anyway, I stood up to hug an old friend and as I was leaning in his direction, the back of my heel must have caught the leg of one of the chairs and I fell backwards - over the chair. On my way down, Michael grabbed me under my arms to soften my fall. However, because I was wearing a dress, this caused my dress to ride up and I am sure that that I showed my panties to everyone in the vicinity. Our Adult Sunday School Minister and his wife immediately started saying "We didn't see anything" over and over - which of course means that they did. To make matters worse, we sit on the fourth row - ergo, everyone behind me and in the balcony could see my fall. Oh, and I was wearing bright orange - so I may as well have had a spotlight on me. Words cannot describe how embarrassed I felt. So I did the only logical thing that came to mind, I picked myself up, straightened my dress and gave a gracious curtsy.
Will doing what he does best - being mad about something. There are two sure fire cures for Will's orneriness - give him a bottle - and it clearly doesn't matter where you give it to him.
And . . . the bathtub. We should spend more time in the bathtub.