Merril's out of town today with some friends so the kids and I decided to go to a park opening near our house. The city was giving away free hot dogs and drinks and we thought it'd be a fun outing. So we arrive and I get Juliet situated in the stroller and see a member of our ward. She says hello and asks if she can do anything to help. I say, "No, I think we got it." I push Juliet up on the sidewalk and let go of the stroller to walk back a few paces and shut a door on the Tahoe. Just as I get the door shut, I hear a wack and a crying baby. I hadn't locked the stroller wheels and the stroller had rolled back off the sidewalk with Juliet still strapped in. The stroller fell on its side and Juliet had hit the pavement. I pulled her out and she has a wicked goose egg on her forehead and road rash on her cheek just below her eye. So I hold her and say over and over again, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, baby." 
So she stopped crying and we played at the park and ate our hot dogs. Random people would come to goo at her and then say, "Who did that to your little face???" and I'd have to say, "Mommy did." So we're at home and I nursed her and gave her some Tylenol and a little Neosporin. But the rest of you should just give up now because the Parent of the Year Award is mine dude. 
So she stopped crying and we played at the park and ate our hot dogs. Random people would come to goo at her and then say, "Who did that to your little face???" and I'd have to say, "Mommy did." So we're at home and I nursed her and gave her some Tylenol and a little Neosporin. But the rest of you should just give up now because the Parent of the Year Award is mine dude. 
5 comments:
Ouch! Good thing kids are so darn resilient--otherwise we'd all be in trouble!
Poor baby. Can I be honest and say that this will make Aaron feel better, or at least in good company. T hit her nose on an end table at stake conference last night while he had her out in the hall. He looked so distraught when I came out to see what she was crying about. I had to remind him it wasn't her 1st owie, she had a blood blister on her ankle last month which I believe is from where I stepped on her.
CPS is probably on the way to my house right now...
I hope the rest of the park trip was fun.
Ahh...I remember the year I got the award. The clincher? Leaving my brand new baby boy in the car while I went to the craft store. Oops. I'm glad she's all right. Maybe she'll be one of those kids who like to show off their owies and bruises. :)
ya, you win. I would have been all, "dude, your fine. quit your whinin'". No,not really. But those things happen. Kids are made out of rubber.
ouch! Poor thing. I have sooooooooooooo almost done that. And just so you know...putting on one of the brakes, and leaving the other off does not work...she spun in a circle and nearly tipped over.
By the way...her dress was adorable today...where did you get it?
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