Lunch with Obie and then a short visit to a nearby playground before we take him back to his group home and go pick up Bunny from her art lesson.
Me, camera in hand, kids playing tag on and off the playground equipment and then...
my youngest daughter is falling, headfirst from the top of the 8 ft slide, having slipped under the guard rail
she hits the ground, I see her neck fold and her back crumple and
I am flying to get to her and I can't get there fast enough...
and thank God and all safety minded pencil pushers and rule makers that the surface she hits is made of recycled rubber because after a long trip to and a long time spent in the hospital she is home and fine except for a little bruising.
This evening finds me grateful for so much.
My Monkey is home with us and all in one piece.
Her hard headedness, that I have complained about so often?
I am so glad for it right now.