Apparently I wasn't thinking last week when I gave a guy's car a jump start. He had a bad knee, and he had to shove the car backward so that we could hook the jumper cables up. What I neglected to think about is how fickle my own knee can be. In brief? I'm now wearing a knee brace.
This makes working with the kindergarteners a lot trickier. It's practically a job prerequisite to be able to kneel down to their level. How else are you going to tie shoes and talk to them at eye level when they smear each other with boogers or start wrestling?
Hopefully with a little babying, my knee will heal right up. I guess I have to wait to break out the roller blades. Oh, well.