Alex was being wild this afternoon and threw and/or hit something. When I told him to stop, he said, "I just can't control my robot arm." Of course, he also claimed that he'd already washed his hair in the tub tonight. When I disputed his claim, he said "How did you know?!" The dry hair kind of gave it away.
Mimi and Paw are here visiting and Alex tells everyone we see that his GRANDPARENTS are here to see him. Poor Art had to work today so we did some shopping and went to the park. There on the playground, Alex was scarred for life. He'd been to this park only once before and refused to go on the highest slide there. (The only way to reach that level was on a ladder and he was very uncomfortable going all the way up.) He got brave and decided to try it. Unfortunately there was some sort of difficulty getting in the slide. It's very twisty and covered until the very end. Reports differ - I thought he tried to go down the normal way but Dad said he went headfirst. Anyway there was a thunk, and many loud cries. He hit his head in one of the turns and came out bawling. I had to pick him up and carry him to a bench to console him. He was able to tell me that he wasn't hurt but he was terrified. It took a good 5 minutes to calm him down. Paw tried to get him back up there but he refused. He may never slide again! I don't think he even got on the lower slides again. Next time we'll try the other park.
Tomorrow Alex gets his GRANDPARENTS all to himself. Keep your fingers crossed that everyone ends the day unscathed!
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