simple if you choose to leave the house with a 2 and 4 year old?)
weekday trip to the grocery store can turn into a slow-motion-holy-
scan-flashing before your eyes moment.
I was right there. Already taking the 3 steps to the end of the cart
to prevent the face plant from happening. He turned. And fell face
first on that cold, hard grocery floor. A THUD so loud, the meat
counter lady came running.
I'm not prone to panic, but my heart was racing. My stomach churning.
His tears subsided pretty quickly while his cheek turned purple. As we
checked out, I tried to hold frozen corn to his face and keep Number 3
from shoplifting candy. On the way home, he could hardly keep his
eyes open. Was he just sleepy or was it a concussion?!?! I called the
doctor's office (they know us quite well). Watch for confusion. OK.
Watch for vomiting. OK.
Mom's peace of mind test - the scooter. By the looks of him cruising
up and down the sidewalk, I think he is just fine. Except for the
Another day, another story,