I think I’m having trouble stopping being THAT parent.
I’m very good about strapping Little Man into his carseat and making sure the chest strap is up on his chest, and not on his belly. I always make sure he’s safe and secure.
I can’t figure out for the life of me why I’m so bad at strapping the car seat into the car, and making sure that it’s safe too.
On Saturday, on our way home from church, Seth wanted to show me the place where he eventually intends to go mudding in his big manly truck.
We traipsied down, and got a good look at how high the water was, ect. And then, when we turned around to leave, he pulled a doughnut in the parking lot…
And Jack’s carseat rolled across the back seat with nothing to stop it. Coming to rest, upside down in the middle.
I nearly died.
Jack never even woke up.
All you wonderful parents you… you’re not alone.
I made another critter yesterday. I had to calm my nerves somehow.
I think I need to make an entire garden critter family.
Lady Bug just popped into my brain, I shall have to attempt it.
I also finished a wrap this morning during Jack’s nap.
I promise you I do more things than crochet and weave.
Sometimes I weed the garden.
Don’t look at it right now though, you’ll call me a liar.
I’ve been working on that for the past month or so. You can also find it at the link above.
Coz I’m helpful like that.
In the meantime, Jack doesn’t seem any worse for wear.