We were visiting the in-laws yesterday who are house sitting for their friend in Long Beach. After hanging out inside for about an hour, they suggested we cruise down the street to the local park. When we pulled up, we noticed it was packed, the park equipment was modern and techy looking, and we were excited about trying something new. So were the kids.
(OK, so the last 2 weren't new, but she was cute so I included the pics)
But we quickly realized that this park was DANGEROUS!
For example, you know those rocking chickens the old school parks used to have? Well, this park had those, only new and modern and the spring was super loaded and Avalon gave herself a goose egg as she went forward and it bounced back at her. I didn't get a picture.
Then Loudoun tried to get off this crazy swing and bonked his head because it doesn't ever really stop swinging, what with the centrifugal force and all.
Then Avalon slipped on this, because there really is nowhere for your feet to grip onto:
Then Loudoun hurt his back on this swing, claiming it "just wasn't very comfortable."
Avalon couldn't stay on long enough to be injured:
But when it was time to leave, I told Avalon she could go on one more thing, and she chose this. Looks safe enough, but if you look close enough...
The rope behind them had a missing plastic ball for climbing, so they replaced it with duct tape, and there were little sharp shards of metal, and she was barefoot. One walk across it was all it took. At first it didn't look like the scratch was too bad, but it quickly started bleeding.
The screaming began, we rushed home, and the nursing began.
It reminded me of this time last year, when she bonked her head at daycare and needed stitches. Same sad face.
It broke my heart. But love, kisses, a bandaid and candy made it better. So did a trip to the local mexican restaurant for dinner. Only a margarita could have made it the best ever.