Every day at daycare, they have a routine. Just before lunch, they take the kids out on the playground to get out some energy before food and a nap. Troy knows and anticipates this routine. He loves going outside, so when it’s that time, he’ll grab his coat and stand by the door. He doesn’t have to be told, he just knows somehow that it’s that time. He’ll sway back and forth, unable to contain the energy and excitement building up inside him. And the moment they open the door, he takes off running at full speed!
Well, today, he went barreling out the door, tripped on something, and flew face-first into a table they have outside. He hit it so hard that he busted his cheek open, narrowly missing his eye by a couple inches. With blood and tears streaming down his face, he refused to let them tend to it, because he wanted so badly to go play. He refused to let anything stand in the way of running on the playground, even a serious injury.
They got the bleeding stopped and let him go while they contacted us to let us know. By the time he got home tonight, his cheek already looked much better. Just a scab where he cut himself, and a small dark bruise on his cheek. His teacher texted to check on him later to see how he was doing. She said that Troy runs faster than any two-year old that she’s ever seen. He gets going so fast that she said she’s constantly on edge the entire time they’re outside, because she’s afraid he’ll plow into something and hurt himself. I guess her fears finally came true.
I know he’s a little boy, and I know little boys play hard. They end up having a lot of accidents. And Troy is probably worse than most. He has two speeds, passed out and full throttle. There’s no in-between. I’m just worried at all of the freak accidents he has, especially to his head. He’s taken my accident-prone life to a whole new level!
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