The Calm Before the Storm

Spring is here, and for most of us it's about time. I love seasons, each of them, but I'm always ready when the next one comes. We had perfect spring weather on Monday. So my friend and I packed up our children and headed to the park for a picnic. It's always an adventure when we leave the house. She has 3 children of her own, add in my two-year-old and we make quite a crew. Her 3 children are all older than Collin so we opted for the 'big kid' playground. I was a little nervous, as he started his climb with Jessica's middle daughter, Elle.

But they headed for the little slide and even took a second to give us a smile. He absolutely loves to play. He is his happiest running around with few boundaries. He'll even comply with the boundaries if he can be outside and play. So, after giving mom a heart attack as he took off to the "big slides" way up high, he agreed to stay closer to the ground and only slide on and climb around the little slide.

He learned how to climb up a small, plastic rock wall type structure in order to get to the slide. He certainly can't do things the easy way and use the stairs :)

Then Abbi agreed to take him down the "big slide" that had terrified me earlier. Collin was thrilled. He does seem to be a bit of an adrenaline junkie. He loves things that make his heart race and give him a thrill. Oh the adventures Robert and I are in for as our little boy grows up.

Just before we left I thought it would be fun for Collin and me to go down the slide together. This would also give me a chance to get a picture with him. So, we posed for this cute picture and off we went down the little slide. Only for Collin's foot to get stuck between my leg and the slide. When this happened the rubber on his shoes gripped the side of the slide and his foot stuck while the rest of his leg came down the slide with us. Oh, boy! It was our first playground accident and he was hysterical. I couldn't believe it. We made it through 2 hours on the playground, up and down slides and stairs and a rockwall with no injuries, not even a scrape; and here we are at the end, Mom gets in the picture and it all falls apart. Good grief! Yes, I do realize that this is not my fault. However, that does not change the fact that Collin ended up really hurting himself. We were at the doctor the next day for X-Rays to make certain Collin hadn't broken anything. All is well and Collin is starting to walk again (yes, he wasn't even walking for 2 days). I'm still a little concerned, but I am assured that he will be fine. Oh, I know, it's the first of many.