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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Ate dirt


Yesterday I had another embarrassing experience on the bicycle with Angel.  We were on our way to the park and as usual she was yelling for me to go faster.  My legs were sore and on fire before we even left our street as a result from the insane Pilates work out the day before.  I peddled as hard and as fast as I could and in typical fashion it wasn’t fast enough for my speed demon.  I really don’t think I am that out of shape.  I swear it is the bike.  Perhaps the chain is too tight, the tires are low, or the gears are off?  I can’t be that bad, can I?

Anyway, we got to the park and began our obstacle course of swinging, seesawing, sliding, and climbing on the monkey bars, and on the dome.  She is Miss Independent now and told me to swing, just a little bit, while she went down the slide all by herself.  A little while later the sun began to set and I announced it was time for us to go home.  Angel being a typical 2 year old decided to she wanted to go down the slide a few more times before we left. Her 3rd time down she chose to slide down on her belly, face first.  I had never seen her slide this way before and thought she would slow herself down when she got close to the bottom like she does when she slides on her rear end.  I stood beside the slide and watched her go down.  It was almost like it happened in slow motion, she slid on her belly with her arms out like Superman, but when she got close to the bottom she didn’t slow down, she maintained her speed and slid right off the slide face first into the dirt.  I jumped, scooped her up and held her to me.  I took my shirt and with trembling hands wiped her tears, the dirt from around her face and off her tongue looking for scratches, blood, loose teeth, any sign that she was injured and needed to go to the hospital (okay I overreact, what mother doesn’t when their baby has been hurt?).  As soon as she was all cleaned up she looked at me and said, “Do again”.  Ugh no Mommy has had enough heart stopping excitement for the day.  Next time I may make her keep her bicycle helmet while we are there.     


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