Saturday, the 4th, Papa took the girls outside to ride their scooters. When he grabbed one of Rielee's scooters to ride with them, Ava protested. He'd never done that before, and she asked him what he was doing, he didn't know how to ride a scooter?! He assured her he did.
Not 1 minute later, Ava came running in the house, excited and serious, but calm, saying she needed a band aid and a wet cloth, Papa had fallen and had a scrape! She got both by herself, didn't want my help,
met him at the door and they cleaned up the blood from a cut on his elbow.
Then came inside to bandage his knees.
It seems that Papa had mistaken the wheelie bar for the brake, panicked when he started picking up speed and bailed off the scooter. Thankfully, the girls were ahead of him and didn't see him fall.
He took them right back outside to prove to them he was okay, although Ava was pretty nervous when he went down Rielee's driveway.
I knew the experience had upset them but was surprised that they didn't tell Mom and Dad when they called later. When I asked why, they said they didn't want to talk about it. They've been writing a daily journal of their summer activities and didn't want to write about it the next day either.
As Papa has been mending, they've both helped get the ice pack for his sore wrist, taking good care of Papa.
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