What A Cool Dad

Roland and Aaron are off on another weekend adventure. I'm not sure what they've decided to do. These things get decided on the road with these two. Possibly a racetrack down in Lexington or a concert at the Carter Family Fold. I DO know that they'll come back smiling with tales to tell.

The other morning Roland sheepishly told me that he woke Aaron up at 11:00 pm to show him Jupiter through the telescope. They decided to go for a drive to somewhere a little darker so they could see it better. I've no idea how late they stayed out but Roland gave in and came back when Aaron said he needed to go back to sleep.

I don't know what Roland thought I would think of that. Obviously, he was a little hesitant to tell me. Between you and me, I thought it was really cool.

A Memory

I took the kids out for a bike ride. Yes, I survived but I did make Aaron WALK his bike down the hill that he crashed on. Actually, now that I've seen it again it wasn't the hill that got him. He was about 20 feet from the hill. (That's one playback I don't need to see when I get to heaven).

Anyhoo, we ended up at a park with sand. We typically don't go to parks with sand because the other Moms don't like it. I personally don't care. (My peeve is bubbles). Wow, I'm distractable today. Is that even a word? I'll try to stay on topic.

Back to the park with sand. Peter loves the sand and today he really dug in. He had at least a tablespoon in each shoe and who knows how much down his pants and shirt. It reminded me of the first time Aaron started in on the sand. We were visiting a park down in Old Town Alexandria by the Real Estate company I worked for. I bent down and played with him. You know how the pants these days that sit on your hips open up a little in the back when you bend? Well, Aaron was playing with a borrowed scoop and decided that that little opening would be a perfect place to dump his sand. I didn't see it coming. I would have loved to be the Mom sitting across from us watching that happen. It's very hard to get sand out of your pants without undressing. It was a long ride home.

Aaron vs. THE SIDEWALK

I knew the day would come. I just didn't think it'd be so soon.

My family rode our bikes over to a friends house to help with a move. Roland needed to stay so I headed home with Aaron on his bike and Peter on the back of mine. Just up the road is a steep hill that we had to go down to get to the bike path. Aaron, being Aaron, took it at full speed. I looked down for a moment then looked back up to see my dear little man face down on the sidewalk not moving or making a sound. He had somehow gone over the handle bars and face planted it on the sidewalk. He didn't even get his hands out to break the fall.

I rode up and debated what to do with Peter. Keep him strapped in and lay the bike down? Not so nice to him. Take the time to unstrap him? No!, I needed to get to Aaron. He laid crumpled on the ground with his arm at a weird angle and blood was coming from his nose and mouth. Luckily another biker approached and took my bike.

I sat down by Aaron and he started crying. I felt around then slowly turned him over. His front tooth was dangling and he had road rash all over his face and the front of his arms and legs. His face was getting swollen and I couldn't get him to open his eyes. Oh my.

I called Roland and it took him an hour to get to us even though he was 100 feet away. I tell you when you're with a hurt child 30 seconds feels like five minutes, so he didn't really take that long, but if FELT like it. He picked up Aaron and took him back to our friends house to clean him up. I caught a ride back to our house with another friend to get the car then went back to pick everyone up. Another friend met us at the house and helped Roland give Aaron a blessing. By this time Aaron was calm and sleeping.

We called our Pediatrician and he spent 15 minutes with us on the phone talking through all the things to watch for and getting a good understanding of what injuries Aaron had. We decided to let Aaron sleep in our bed then took him the next morning to the Doctor, Dentist and for a Cat Scan. All said he was a lucky little man.

I'm so thankful for helmets and a son who doesn't care that he no longer has both front teeth. Aaron wanted to get right back on his bike. Roland had to do that with him. I couldn't handle it. I think it will be quite awhile before I'll feel comfortable on a bike ride again.

The next day I fell down the stairs. The day after Peter did. Quite the weekend!

What I learned this Sunday

Did you know that Jesus and Heavenly Father live on the sun? Or that the reason Jesus could walk on the water and help Peter from sinking is because Jesus had a cape? I didn't either! I'm so glad that Aaron explained these things to me!

What Have I done?

My friend "Shae" joined my gym. Her very fit sister-in-law was in town for a visit so we all went to the gym a few days ago so the sister-in-law, we'll call her SiL, could set up a work out routine for us. Now, SiL knows what she is doing. I could tell that in the first 10 words out of her mouth. No messing around with SiL. She was having Shae lift as much weight as she could in one rep to find her maximum and then SiL would do some math and tell Shae what she should lift for each rep/set. Like I said, no messing around with SiL.

Next was my turn. SiL could look at me and determine what I could lift. No wimping out with her. She KNEW I could do more. While she was positive and very encouraging I knew she was going to make me hurt. Nope, no messing with SiL. She's out to get me.

SiL leaves town and Shae goes at me. Holy cow. Quiet, kind Shae is a mad woman. Watch out for her. She'll bench press you to next Friday. There is no stopping this woman. She wants to be in better shape then when she was 16. Keep in mind that she's now a mother of 3. Those of you who are mothers KNOW what that means. Our bodies are completely different. I'm sure I walk different. My hips will never be right again. But she's determined and honestly my money is on her doing it, literally.

Guess I need to buck up. Shae's on my tail. No wimping out, she might tell SiL. Who's idea was it to have Shae join my gym anyway? Next time I need to think things through better.