The Irony

This is a follow-up to yesterday's blog about allowing our boys to play, be adventurous, take risks. Then I thought of moments of our life in pictures and had to laugh. I am so fearful of my children getting hurt, and I want to protect them from pain; which is why I struggle to let them play hard and rough all the days of their lives.
But the irony is that none of these things happened while living dangerously.

 

 

Was pushed out of the chair by his cousin. He fell to the floor, leg stayed stuck in the slats of the chair.

 

Came up to us and said he fell down the steps. No one heard or saw a thing.  Within 5 minutes he had stopped bearing all weight. Pediatrician called the squad and he was taken to Children's Hospital and was in this brace, 100% of the time for weeks.

 

Nothing crazy in here. Had his thumb slammed in the door.

We don't even need to live dangerously to have a wing at Children's named after us! Not really, but we feel like we pay enough that we should at least get a plaque hung on their wall.

 

Hopefully no more casts!
The Joyful and Tired Mom