Today as we were leaving the kid's school, Jacqueline took a nose dive right into the rough pavement. She skinned up the palms of her hands and basically took all the skin off her knees. She was a mess, inconsolable. Band-aids that I keep handy in the glove compartment helped a bit and the fruit snacks in my purse smoothed most of it over.
We get home and it's time to get out of the car.
"I can't walk!!" Jacqueline cried, gingerly stepping on the tiptoes of her left foot.
I carried her inside and put some toys by her on the floor. This is like having a 6 months old again. That didn't help much and soon she had to go to the bathroom.
"Mommy, carry me! I can't walk!" she wails from the front room.
We go and do the business and return to the toy pile. Not gonna work and I have cleaning to do. So I fold and turn on Dora in my room for her. She is happy as can be. Until she's hungry, or needs a drink or has to go to the bathroom. Seriously kid? She was a weeping, wailing mess until she fell asleep for a rare hour and a half nap. I thought she'd be over it once she woke up. Nope. Still singing the same song. So I packed everyone up and took them to a new park very near us that they've been begging to visit. Everyone starts piling out and Jacqueline is just crouching behind the front seat.
"Carry me, Mommy! I can't walk!"
The park doesn't last very long because since it is very new, there are no shade trees around and the equipment is HOT. 10 minutes later (really) I pack everyone back into the car, head to the grocery store for the manna from heaven produce and back home. Jacqueline looooves watermelon, so she was satiated for at least an hour; sucking on the rinds and slurping down slice after slice of juicy watermelon. She is content just coloring at the table until bedtime.
Bedtime. Can I say it again how wonderful it will be once the basement is done? Jacqueline does not want to share a room with Grant right now, so all girls are tripled up in one room. Jacqueline seems to think this is pretty cool and won't calm down at night. Combined with jumping on her trying to sleep sisters, she wanders out for a drink of water or to go to the bathroom for the 5th time. (because of all the water. It's a vicious cycle) But since she "can't walk" she hasn't come out all night! Can she just suffer from this "I can't walk" syndrome at night?
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