Monday, July 15, 2013
Found a beautiful park with the family. My husband and I were walking and the kids were riding their scooters around the trail at the new park. It was quite picturesque. Interesting plants. Then we had a picnic at a cement table overlooking a sparkling lake.
I felt the need to teach my son how to cross the street safely…this time with props. I've been going over this like a broken record for years now. He listens like a cat, "Blah, blah, blah, blah" is what he hears as I recount the horrors of crossing the street without looking both ways..PRIOR to getting in the middle of the road. The last part is the hardest to get in his head…I don't know why.
I had my husband act like the bus and mow me over as I preceded to cross the street with the scooter without looking. He did great…Oscar worthy, really. Then I showed my kids how to do it right. Stop, look both ways, wait patiently for the bus to pass and look again. Great so far. Then I misstep and fall in the middle of the street, scrape up my leg something terrible. My knee, leg, hand and elbow are all bleeding now.
So, the take-away: cross the street when a bus is coming and it's all fun and games as Daddy tickles you ("Hey! Let's do that again and again and again…it's fun to be run over by daddy"); BUT when you stop and look both ways, you walk away a bloody mess. AAAHHH!!! That's not what I was going for