

Sunday after company left from the baby blessing, we decided to walk down to the playground to let the kids play. When we left the kids were clean and in good spirits. When we returned, both Mabel and Sam had bleeding faces and had been crying sometime during the outing. Sam fell off a toy truck and face planted on the pea gravel...today he has scabs on his forehead that look like little gravel pieces. On the walk home, Mabel fell and landed face first on the sidewalk. She bit her lip and it began swelling. Today, she has two scabs above her lip and the swelling has gone down, but her mouth still looks kind of funny. This is the same playground that Grandma Burst broke her arm at, so I guess the moral of this story is to not go to that playground anymore!
2 comments:
Poor kids! At least you didn't end up with three broken bones though..could have been worse!
Darn playgrounds!! what's a trip to one without something to remeber it by?... no fun my kids would say, well at least the boys!. I hope they get better soon. Maybe you should build a playground in your backyard?
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