Art, Lewis and I took the Light Rail Train to the library for story hour today. Art didn't want to hear the woman "sing the songs" and said he didn't want to go to story hour. I insisted figuring he would probably have a good time after he got there like he always does.
So we walked from the train to the library, about two blocks, and Art said he was getting cold so I said, "Let's run!" and we slollumed past some flagpoles. Then he fell. Ok. He recovered once I asked him to push the handicap door-opener button.
We sat in the story hour for about five minutes and he looked at me and said, "I want my snack." I told him we could go back out to the lobby and eat it, we can't eat in the library. "You can't eat in the library?" I again said that we couldn't. Then he stood up while the woman was still reading the story and said loudly, "Can we eat a snack in the library?" She didn't respond, but I was already shuttling him along to get out to the lobby.
We spend the next 30, 40 minutes sitting in the library cafe eating snacks - string cheese, carrots, drinking milk - while Lewis sat on the floor playing with his stroller wheels. Then we left to take the light rail train back to the car.
While we walked through the flagpoles Art said, "Are we not gonna run so we don't fall down?" Well, that wasn't really why we were walking, but I said yes. Then we saw the train and I said, "We can get on that Light Rail Train if we run. Do you want to run?" "Yeah," he said, and so we ran. He said something about holding his legs. I thought so they wouldn't get cold. But I asked him again, "Why are you holding your legs?" "I hold my legs so I won't fall down while I run."
And that, my friends, is how to avoid falling.
2 comments:
what a great blog post! it helps to have an Art around for those anecdotes. but the narration was excellent too. this is what blogs are for.
oh dear god, that is so cute!
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