Tyler plays football with the guys at work every so often. They play more during the holiday season and I try to come watch if I can. The girls like to play at the park nearby and I split my time between the two. It was a rare moment when I was actually watching the game when Tyler's coworker, Wade, had just caught the ball and he was making a dash for the goal line. It seemed that he slid and went down with several guys in close proximity, but it looked more like the wet grass took him out than a fellow player. He didn't get up and I was concerned as to what happened. Apparently he broke his ankle. I was watching and it happened just like that--in the blink of an eye.
It seems that is how injuries happen. One moment, everyone is fine and the next you hear someone say, "That's gonna leave a mark." Here are a couple of my favorite this year that I would gladly have taken myself.
This is Robyn after she chipped a tooth in the car. Her fat lip made me cry for days (and this was right before she was getting birthday pictures).
This is your classic running into the door frame when you're not looking. It looks painful.
There is no good way to prevent these accidents. They come when they will and we deal with them as they come. Just this morning, I smashed my head into the top of the car as I got in and almost knocked myself out (wish I could do that one again). Unfortunately, there are no do-overs. If only I could wish that none of us would have to go through these days. As mothers we are hard on ourselves (my nerves were shot the day June fell down the stairs from the top). Let's remember that these incidents truly are accidents. Let's hope we all have a bandaid and a kiss ready, that it isn't our fault (most of the time) and that our kids will still love us when it is. And lucky for all of us, usually it doesn't leave a mark for long.