Once at the park, I was in for a shock. Jax isn't quite the daredevil he once was. I guess that's what happens when you get hurt a few times. You start to proceed with a bit of caution. Baylor, however, hasn't learned those tough lessons quite yet. Nope, he's still in Evil Knievel mode. He hurled himself down the ramps on the scooter he inherited from his brother. Who needs a scooter when you now have a skateboard? I nearly had a heart attack as I watched barely 2-year old Baylor fly down the ramp without any pads or a helmet! Thank goodness he survived the plunge intact, but he was not very happy with me when I dragged him outside of the fence surrounding the skate area and refused to allow him to return. Yeah, I suck! Whatever! Maybe when you're five, we'll talk. It depends on Jax's injury report.
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Friday, July 2, 2010
Switching It Up
With both boys home for the summer, I'm trying some new things for playdates. Baylor's little buddy, Landon, has an older brother, Ryan, that is Jax's age. So my friend, Alaina, and I thought it would be fun to get all the boys together for a playdate at the local skate park. Ryan has been skateboarding for a while now, and I thought it might finally be time for me to ease up on my "hell no attitude" towards the idea of my boys and skateboards. I mean, I had one growing up, and I managed to never break a bone. Surely the same is possible for my kids!
Jax gave me a "who are you and what have you done with my mommy?" look when I took him to the store and had him select his first skateboard. Along with the skateboard, we picked out a cool helmet and pads to protect his knees, elbows, and wrists. After examining all of the gear, Anh asked, "Is all of this necessary? Do the other kids wear all of this stuff?" My response, "I don't care about the other kids. If Jax wants to skateboard, he'll wear it...all of it!"
Once at the park, I was in for a shock. Jax isn't quite the daredevil he once was. I guess that's what happens when you get hurt a few times. You start to proceed with a bit of caution. Baylor, however, hasn't learned those tough lessons quite yet. Nope, he's still in Evil Knievel mode. He hurled himself down the ramps on the scooter he inherited from his brother. Who needs a scooter when you now have a skateboard? I nearly had a heart attack as I watched barely 2-year old Baylor fly down the ramp without any pads or a helmet! Thank goodness he survived the plunge intact, but he was not very happy with me when I dragged him outside of the fence surrounding the skate area and refused to allow him to return. Yeah, I suck! Whatever! Maybe when you're five, we'll talk. It depends on Jax's injury report.
In addition to the stressful skateboard outings, we've started meeting Baylor's friend, Ethan, at our neighborhood pool. Sure, we could just hang out in the backyard, but this way it feels like we're actually doing something. Effort is required to get there. Although, it is minimal which makes it an ideal scenario.
Here you can see that Jax has done little to improve his sliding technique from last summer. He's tall enough now that you don't have to catch him at the bottom, but he's still such a light-weight that the force of the slide's current causes him to flip over on to his belly which sends him into the water backwards. Oh well! It's still fun!
Baylor and Ethan still don't really play together. It's more like playing near each other. I guess as they get closer to 3, there might be more interaction.
They did, however, share a few giggles over the fact that they already attract the attention of the ladies at the pool...much older ladies! Lord, help us when their preteens or even worse teenagers!
Once at the park, I was in for a shock. Jax isn't quite the daredevil he once was. I guess that's what happens when you get hurt a few times. You start to proceed with a bit of caution. Baylor, however, hasn't learned those tough lessons quite yet. Nope, he's still in Evil Knievel mode. He hurled himself down the ramps on the scooter he inherited from his brother. Who needs a scooter when you now have a skateboard? I nearly had a heart attack as I watched barely 2-year old Baylor fly down the ramp without any pads or a helmet! Thank goodness he survived the plunge intact, but he was not very happy with me when I dragged him outside of the fence surrounding the skate area and refused to allow him to return. Yeah, I suck! Whatever! Maybe when you're five, we'll talk. It depends on Jax's injury report.
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