Hovering….

Nobody told me that children are a health hazard once they are sprung from the safety of the womb.  Our health insurance took a beating while they were taste testing their world, finding their feet, perfecting their balance and training for their triathlon events.

Have you noticed they have no self control during the first several hundred miles of running in…to things?  Everything is done full out.  I was not so unrestrained as a child.  I know that for sure because I suffered no broken bones, needed no stitches and I have no scars (except the one they were sprung from), to brag about.

Maybe my parents were way too careful.  What’s with the maybe?  My parents were way too careful; I have a clear memory of them visiting us to see their first grandson, this is what they did…absolutely nothing!  My handsome cowboy and I were taking a well deserved rest in Mexico for the weekend and they would not let their 2 year old, energetic, grandson out of their sight or even out of doors in the garden all the time we were gone.   I know this, not because my son told me but, because my parents were waiting for us at the front door  ready to thrust our child into our arms before we had a chance to put our bags down.

“Thank God you’re home!”  they said in unison, “that was the most nerve wracking two days we’ve ever spent.  We don’t ever want to have to do that again.”

Me, an unnatural mother?  Guess where I got it from?  Needless to say my side of the in-law equation were never prevailed upon to babysit again, not even when we visited my homeland.  They missed out on all the blood and tears with their over protectiveness and fear.

I made up for it though and discovered the consequence of not hovering.

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