Tuesday-4Jun13: It was a bit chilly for this walk, so we just went around the block. A great walk to get back into the habit.
Little Birdie on a branch.
We found this little birdie the day before this walk in the grass near the sidewalk. We tucked him under a tree, and so we check on him whenever we are outside.
Thursday- 6Jun13: Beautiful, warm and sunny, perfect! We had a little excitement at the park, well, we witnessed some. A little boy somehow managed to fall on his face and started gushing blood from his nose. As his dad ran to the car for tissues, I walked over and gave the gramma our baggie full of tissues. And then we got stuck there for a second and I couldn't stop staring at the blood. Emma wasn't fazed by it. Me, I started getting queasy. I dropped the tissues and baggie on the bench (I did put her drink on top so they wouldn't blow away) then I mumbled something as I walked away. We sat for a few minutes near our stuff, then I told Emma we needed to go. Like now. We made it to the edge of the park (and into some shade) before I stopped, sat on my knees and put my head on the ground. I thought I was going to pass out.
What a wuss.
After a few minutes we traveled down the street again where we sat on the sidewalk in the shade. Emma and I told stories to try to drive the image of the blood pumping out of the kids face.
We were half way home before the cold sweats were gone and I was back to "normal." Poor Emma, having to distract her wussy mama so she wouldn't pass out.
Which of course led into a discussion of, "what if's."
"What would you have done if I had passed out at the park..." She had great common sense for all, but I did let her know she'd be safer staying in the car if we were ever in a car accident, rather then getting out.
My pampered tootsies.
Emma riding "Streak."