Yesterday, my darling girl decided she wanted to play bird and fly! She climbed to the top of the slide and jumped. DH and I were in the kitchen trying to decide what we wanted for dinner. Both girls were playing outside and the baby was asleep. It should have been a few, rare moments of peace. I heard her cry but it was the same cry I hear 50 times a day. I assumed they were fighting again but then heard the oldest yelling for us to come quick! G-monkey was face down in the grass, sobbing. All you mothers out there can imagine my feelings. Was she okay, what was the fastest way I could get everyone ready to get to the er, why wasn’t I out there with them, why didn’t I recognize her cry? Well, she is okay. A little bruised and she has a sore foot that I’m watching closely. She will no longer be allowed to play outside without a grown-up. I can’t believe I let her do that anyway. What was I thinking? I know her and her crazy ideas! Lesson learned…
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