Jenn once moved the hall-tree from the front door to the back door just outside the bathroom. During one late night -early morning piddle run, I tried to kick it across the kitchen.
Crushed my little toe, was like a little bag of gravel. I limped upstairs after chokeing back a scream.
As I climbed back into bed she said, "Ya know, I just knew you'd do that..." To this day I wonder if she did it on purpose, but I don't dare ask.