(Yes, I'm a hat mother...)If there is one image of today that could be etched in my mind, it's of my daughter's bum running from me all day long. At the park, it was accompanied by a giggle as she tore toward a pond. Of course, she only did this as I sat down to nurse the baby and couldn't easily chase her. Just before bed, it was running from me, little arms cradling a jar of peanut butter as she yelled "pea-bu! Pea-bu!" The Ellie way of asking for a spoonful of peanut butter. The running was to keep Jack from her precious pea-bu!
I get so stressed when I dare take the kids out that Ellie is going to run into a road or finally think it's funny to walk down a slide. I find myself praying for winter. (And summer's are so short up here, that's pretty desperate.) The more I call her name, the funnier she thinks it is to run off. I never believed in leashes until today. Now, I'm pondering one....just for large outdoor areas where she could hurt herself in one of her impetuous dashes. Now that I've confessed my failure in parenting, any thoughts on this?
Oh well, at any rate, here are some pics of the kids and dog at the park today. We walked a roughly two-mile trail and picnicked. Jack and I used to spend just about every warm day in this particular park before the other two joined us. It has no park equipment, just trails, picnic shelters and a pond. In other words, little boy heaven. Today was a stroller full of leaves, pine cones and acorns, a dog who loped through the forest getting his energy out and plenty of exercise and sunshine for one little family for a spell. Until, like, tomorrow....
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Gosh, I remember being on a field trip to Washington, during high school. I was walking with my friends, and we were simply aghast at the sight of a child connected to his parent via a...a...LEASH!
Well, now I'm a mom.
I say better safe and sane than sorry. Honestly, I see folks using them, and the kids seem perfectly content.
The parents seem less stressed, too. :)
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