Sometimes it’s easy to forget that Patrick is only 2 1/2. He’s very tall. I mean, very. We were at Costco a couple of weeks ago and someone asked me if Courtney and Patrick were twins – they’re 23 months apart. Patrick is taller than some of the kids in Courtney’s class. But he’s lean, tall and lean. As I learned, if you put the 2 1/2 year old in a 3yr bathing suit, it won’t stay on…
My kids are out of school this week so we’ve been spending a lot of time at the park. Yesterday we thought we’d try a new spot. Like many of our parks, there’s the “big kid” play area and the “little kid” play area. And of course, Patrick wants to play where his sister plays – the big kid area. He does pretty well on most of the areas but still has some difficulty with ladders. And this playground was FULL of ladders. I rescued Patrick from one ladder but he was just kind of stuck but “safe”.
A few minutes later he scales another ladder. I was watching but I wasn’t right next to him. I saw him get his upper body on to the platform and then his legs were just hanging there. I moved to go and get him when he just fell. Fell between the platform and the ladder. And WHAM THUNK! There goes his beautiful little head on the ladder. There’s the instantaneous scream. The sobs and shrieks of terror. I scooped him up and my friend said he was bleeding. I looked in my hand and there was a pool of blood.
I never really freak out as a parent. I tend to remain pretty calm, pretty level headed. I know from experience that head wounds bleed a lot. A tiny gash can produce a ton of blood. But I couldn’t really see where he’d hurt himself, it was on the back of his head and his hair was just caked in blood, as was the back of his shirt. Someone gave me a ton of wipes and a handful of tissues. Someone else happened to have a cooler of ice and ziplock bags.
I eventually determined that the wound wasn’t so bad. The gash was small, the blood was just extreme. And he was fine. He wasn’t lethargic, he’d never lost consciousness, and he wasn’t having a hard time staying awake. That doesn’t change the fact that I was still terrified for my boy but they get hurt. It happens. I’m just glad that he’s (we’re) OK. Nevertheless, I think we won’t go to the park today…
Patrick is a singer. The boy looooves to sing. It’s beyond adorable. I mean, it’s terrible but it’s SO cute when your 2 year old just belts out a tune. (And really, this video is more about Courtney screaming than Patrick singing. But still, SO cute!) My kids love Wonder Pets, which they watch on [...][Continue reading...]
There’s something wrong when you have to tell your 4 year old that no, she can’t go outside at the end of March in Georgia because it’s too cold and raining (again). Sorry honey, you’d need to bundle up to go out and play, I know it’s almost Easter and all the trees are blooming [...][Continue reading...]
Back in December I decided it was time to run another 1/2 marathon. I think enough time had passed since my first in April and I was ready for a challenge. I hadn’t really done any long runs, maybe 2-3 runs a week, if I was lucky. But I missed consistent running and was ready [...][Continue reading...]
Courtney’s realized that “let’s have family time” will get her almost anything and we had a ton of family time this weekend. It was really nice. We had a great weekend with hints of spring. It was great, if you can get past the head cold that never ends. I’d write more but my head [...][Continue reading...]