Well, he and there was a young female that had come in, Debbie, but Frank was probably about two years old, so he was maybe 24 inches tall, but he’s just a little ball of muscle and he was out having playtime on the floor, and he had gotten into, discovered that if he climbed his little play chain up towards the ceiling, he could reach the light bulbs, and if he could reach the light bulbs, he could squish the light bulbs, and cause consternation to say the least. And so, he was on the floor and he was eyeing the light bulbs. He was looking up and looking at me and looking up, and I, without much thought sort of wagged my finger at him, reached out and I said, “Don’t you do that,” and he grabbed my wrist and he was below me, of course. He grabbed my wrist and flicked me over his shoulder. And I literally went flying through the air and landed on the terrazzo floor. And I thought for a second that I might’ve been dead, and then I thought I might’ve broken every bone in my body. And I remember amongst the volunteers in there that our job was to smile and show no blood because a lot of times these bottle babies would nip us and this and that and we were always to remain composed, even if we were being decapitated or chewed on by something. And so, I’m laying there, I’m thinking, “I’m not supposed to scream or yell, I’m not supposed to yell for help.
