Creaky Knees

I come from a long line of "bad knees" people. My knee first dislocated in 7th grade. I didn't understand what had happened, so I told the teacher I had sprung my ankle. Which was a weird enough conclusion to come up with, I mean my knee cap's unusual location should have been a clue. Thankfully it popped back on it's own! From then on out I had to be extra careful of table corners, twisting too fast, and wiping out on the slope.
But the most annoying side effect of having bad knees is when they creak & pop. Now this might not seem problematic to most, but when you have spent 30 minutes or more (ethan!) getting a baby to sleep, creaky knees are killer!! Nothing like ONE knee pop to alert the child that they were dangerously close to sleep, and that their MOM, of all people, was abandoning them. Insert REALLY big sigh.
I was reminded of how annoying these knees could be as I kept trying to sneak out of Lu's room last night. With each betrayal of my knees, she popped up, and with her little hand waved me back to the place by her bed (I have of course given up sitting at this point, whats the use?) By my third escape attempt I was backing out of there as stiff legged as Frankenstein!! I had done it! A feeling of relief overcame me (the rest of the night was mine!) as I slowly released her door knob...Only to have the dog bark start barking at the invisible person at our front door. Drat! Some nights you can't win!

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