Wipe Out

The sun was out, there was a breeze, it wasn't too humid...it was the perfect night for a post-school playground visit.

As I shuttled LP, AK, and their various lunch boxes, bags and linens out to the playground, I waved to some friends, and was eager to relax on a bench and catch up.

And then my heel got caught.

And I went down.

Holding AK.

Fortunately I was able to cradle AK and no part of her body actually hit the ground. This was confirmed by another mom that actually watched me fall, helpless. AK did cry, but from the fear of watching the pavement rapidly approach as we fell as opposed to any injury.

Of course, since protecting my baby was my number one priority me knees and other body parts were not so fortunate. My ego and pride were also injured in the accident. Further exacerbated by LP checking in with me from the slide every two minutes, "Mom, are you okay?'

Crying for Attention

Yesterday as I rushed the girls out of the house, AK fell on the walkway between the house and garage. As usual, she was not deterred and pulled herself up and kept walking in an effort to prove that she was a walker and a "big girl" like her older sister. When she reached the car, I quickly scooped her up, strapped her into her car seat and ran around to the other side of the car to inspect LP's straps (as a big girl she now insists on strapping herself in; thankfully she has gotten more proficient and it actually saves time) .

When we got to our destination and I went to liberate AK from her car seat I noticed her knee, already a bit scabby, was a bit bloody and had new scrapes on top of her healing ones. This is so different from LP. Not LP when she was one, but LP now.

I love her, she is adorable and beautiful and entertaining, but she loves to lay on the drama. If she is feeling attention starved, any teeny tiny bump is a boo-boo requiring surgery, or at least a bandage (preferable one with Dora or a princess), any small tumble is like a fall from a building, requiring being immediately picked up and carted around for the next half hour (especially if doing something Mommy specifically told you not to do and yelled at you for doing), each time her sister accidentally scratches or pushes back while being attacked is cause for tears that would make Sarah Bernhardt proud.

My hope is that the little sister will pass the lesson to suck it up on to the big sister.

Except that yesterday AK was feeding herself and her finger slipped into her nose by accident. Her cousins and I responded with laughter. This meant that she repeatedly stuck her finger up her nose while cracking up. Not a lesson LP needs to learn (the nose is a fascinating orifice after all).

We're All Alright

So last night sucked. After playing on the playground with the 'tora family for a while after day care, LP requested a visit to Leonard's. When our light turned green and we proceeded to cross the intersection, some jack-hole decides to run a red light and ram into my car.

Can I tell you, worse than being in an accident is being in an accident with YOUR TWO BABIES IN THE CAR?!

Fortunately, everyone was okay. Dee started crying immediately after it happened and LP just kept wondering when we were going to go and see the sheep. We pulled in to the entrance to Stew's and I immediately climbed into the back seat to make sure my babies were okay. A crowd of onlookers also came over to make sure everyone was alright.

Last night we took the girls to the pediatrician for a double check and they both got the thumbs up. Other than a bruise on my left hand from where I hit it into something and the dent on my driver's side door (which is really tough to open and close) you wouldn't know we had been in an accident.

Oh, and except for dealing with insurance. Fortunately the other driver has insurance, and admitted fault to the police officer that showed up on the scene. And at least one witness came forward to go on record that she saw him run the light.

Good times. But thank goodness that we are okay.