Family Bonding

Tuesday night we decided to take the girls to the park for some fun family bonding time. We got to the park and set Abby on a blanket to watch the "baseball" played by the rest of the family. (Big red bat... big white ball... you know the drill.) Baseball was all fine and good. Lasted about 5 minutes.

After baseball we busted out the frisbee. That was tons of fun... for about two throws. I have to admit, it was my fault it all ended so horribly. I "gently" "tossed" the frisbee to Leah who was standing about two feet away. The edge caught her in the bridge of the nose. We laughed and kept playing. Even Leah laughed. Until she saw the blood.

Blood started pouring out of her nose. She freaked out. I went into battle mode trying to find wipes or SOMETHING to keep blood from getting everywhere. Leah sensed my panic and started crying even louder. Passersby were trying to ignore us and families were pretending to enjoy their picnics in spite of the loud bloody mess happening just yards away.

To calm Leah down, I sent Lenny on a mission for ice cream. Not far away an ice cream truck was blaring its tinkley music and I expected a speedy rescue from the tears. Not so. Apparently there was a long line at the truck and Lenny happened to run into an old friend and needed to make small talk. (Sorry, babe, but this is MY story. You can rebut in the comments.)

In the meantime, Leah is STILL crying; Abby is trying to eat the blood-covered frisbee; I'm trying to keep Abby away from the frisbee and minimize the blood getting on me, Leah, and the blanket; and Lenny abandoned me for the ice cream man.

Finally, Dad showed up with the ice cream and Leah calmed down enough to eat it (and eventually calmed down enough to stop the bleeding, as well).

No more frisbee. Once the trauma was over we tried the playground but it didn't take long for the bleeding to start up again. And we only had one wipe left.

So we went home.

Family bonding.