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Tossing Pebbles in the Stream

This blog is my place to sit and toss pebbles into the stream. The stream of Life relentlessly passing before us. We can affect it little. For the most part I just watch it passing and follow the flow. Occasionally, I need to comment on its passing, tossing a pebble at it to enjoy the ripple affect upon Life's surface.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Parental Anxiety

This is a picture of my son and his family. They live nearby in Sturgeon Falls, where Parker is a teacher and Sandra is a social worker. They are are nice child centered family in which the children are healthy, bright, and active in their school and community.

Olivia, Travis, Sandra (Mom) Dylan and Parker (Dad)

I only got to raise one son as a single parent. I had some role to play in raising some friend's children and my foster children during the seven years I did that. For the most part, I think back on those years as good years. I may even wish I could relive those years again until
I see some pictures like those below.

(click on photo to enlarge)

My eldest grandson, Dylan) sent me these pictures of an injury he got. He went though a glass door at school. I can only imagine the panic of the school officials not to mention the distress Parker and Sandra felt. I am so glad I am not a parent of young children having to deal with such emergencies.

According to Dylan he got 28 internal stitches and 35 external stitches to close his two inch deep cut. Ouch!

I never did have many emergencies to deal with. Parker, unlike Dylan ,was not accident prone. There was the time when he was just learning to walk and my hot coffee spllled over him and his skin began to peel off. His mother was quick to deal with that while I considered fainting! And then there was the time when he was a young teenager and I stuck the manure fork into his foot. It seems I was a hazard to children.

The worst time was not really an accident. At a family Christmas party Parker vomited all over my aunt's white broadloom carpet, not once, but twice.!! That is the only time I ever wished his mother was around. "Here do something with your child!" It all fell to me to clean up. There was no one else. I was father and mother. . . .and cleaner upper of messes. All in all I got off easy.

Those of you who have children or grandchildren you might want to find out if the children's school has shatterproof glass in the doors and windows. It turns out L'Ecole Publique Jeunesse Active where my grandchildren go to school while quite modern and has at least four glass doors which do not have shatter proof glass.

This is a smaller cut at the bottom of his calf. The muscle has been cut so he will be limping for a while.

By the time Dylan sent me an email with these pictures he was calm and I suspect a little proud to share them with me. He now has a scar to tell his children about!

I am glad my child rearing years are behind me. I manage to injure myself these days without having to cope with injuries to children.


At 11:43 p.m., Blogger Anvilcloud said...

That's a nasty one. Now that all is said and done, he's probably quite proud of it though.

At 1:31 a.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's testament to your parenting how well your children are brought up. Your son and his family look as though they have resulted from good parenting. :o)
Sharing war-wounds! My kids do that.
"My scar is waaaaay better than yours!"
I remember when my boy first started walking he marched off straight to the door, however in order to steady himself he used his head against a glass pane in the door!
We had no more glass doors after that. My boy had one tiny scratch and I had enough guilt to last a lifetime!

At 4:43 a.m., Blogger Old Wom Tigley said...

Wow thats some cut.. it will be a badge of honour in the playground.
I would be angry at that glass being used... it should be replace right away in a school.

See how my 'Parent' head works... ha! if he'd done that at home just playing it would be different, if at school or away from home.. there's blame.. Parenting can be so hard at times, but one smile, one look, or just a smile and it all seems worth it. I have two lads, the youngest is 18 in June.. what a time we have had with him.. he left home for a while.. ha! 'sick of our house rules' he's back now.. I guess after six month or so of sleeping at friends houses, not having his cloths wash and put away ready for him made those same rules seem homely.. I think though that kids make a home, I like the noise of them, their rushing here and there... When they both left home the place was quiet and very peacful.. but at times I found that quietness deafening..

Nice Post... when Sam get's his back side out of bed today I might just ruffle hios hair.. he hates that and it will give him something to moan at, moan only the way a teenager knows how.

At 6:59 a.m., Blogger amelia said...

Nasty cut and so unnecessary. I'd be complaining about that glass.

At 8:02 a.m., Blogger Peggy said...

Megan was my accident prone one. She had so many accidents and trips to emergency room I was beginning to feel like a failure as a protector. Now I enjoy the grands and hearing about their accidents and how many gray hairs they are giving my daughters. :) I am glad I no longer have to raise a child in todays world for many reasons.

At 11:10 a.m., Blogger Loretta said...

What a nice looking young family!! I know you are proud of them. I agree, he will be showing off those scars for a long time. My kids were easy raised but these grandchildren are another thing! Have a great week end.


At 8:18 p.m., Blogger dot said...

You have a nice looking family. I hope the injured one heals up quickly.
I laughed at your comment on my blog today and yes you are right about what it was. I think you might call them cattle panels but anyway it's a panel from a fence my stepfather built around his goat pasture. I think it must have been old pieces that he moved from somewhere else because there are newer pieces that aren't rusty and they are probably galvanized.
Always, I appreciated your visits!

At 12:55 a.m., Blogger lv2scpbk said...

Nice looking familiy and the injury looks painful. I've had my fair share of crisis at times with my children and now we are raising my grandson.

At 2:54 a.m., Blogger Alyssa said...

What a great looking family you have. I too would demand that the glass be replaced. I'm really surprised that the school would put itself in such a position. Maybe this unfortunate accident will open their eyes. Something much worse could have happened!!
I'm glad your grandson is fine and I'll bet he is rather proud of the stitches and that "badge of courage". Have a nice Spring week.
Give Runt a little kiss from me...

At 7:31 a.m., Blogger Gretchen said...

He sounds so much like my son! The Trevorsaurus has more scars on him in 13 short years than I ever had until he and his sister were born. (C-Section scars are truly fun)

What is it about little boys and trips to the ER for stitches?

At 8:07 a.m., Blogger Tasmaniac said...

He's a lucky boy I guess it could have been even worse than it was.

At 10:55 a.m., Blogger Old Wom Tigley said...

Ha! I laughed at both you weekend comments, the moss one to do with the ladies, and my music writing... I agree with you entirely..

At 4:19 p.m., Blogger Janet said...

Holy cow. Glad he's OK and well enough to brag! I am shocked that we haven't been to the emergency room yet (Knocking on every piece of wood in the vicinity) because Scott and his siblings were there several times a year for one reason or another.

At 2:25 a.m., Blogger Mary said...

Oh,Philip. That is a bad cut. I hope the school is having all of that glass replaced with some that is shatterproof. I will tell my daughter to check with the boy's school.

I'm glad that Dylan is okay. That could have been a disaster. I do hope they called 911 and sent him to the hospital in an ambulance.

I only had one daughter, but have taken care of the boys when they were sick. I've cleaned my share of all kinds of messes.

Hope all is well with you. I have posted about a website that you might be interested in. If you have time, drop by.


At 4:25 a.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

HI Philip... just checking in on you to see if you are ok....
busy! Busy no doubt! :o)


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