We took The Mayor to an outdoor interactive water fountain to play this evening. He had such a wonderful time. He ran around that fountain at least 100 times bouncing in and out and around the 43 sprayers of water. There is a large stone wall surrounding the perimeter of the fountain that is probably 18 - 24 inches high on the front side and about 3 feet tall on the back side; The Mayor climbed up on this wall and then scooted his little tush off to begin running through the fountain again. I asked him not to climb up and down the wall and a few minutes later, he was back at the wall. I was walking over to him to help him get down when he lost his balance and fell off the back of the wall. The way he fell, he should have landed on his head, but God was watching over him and he landed right on his tush. The few tears that came from his eyes where just from fear. Me, however, had to fight back a waterfall of tears that wanted to escape me from watching my child fall 3 feet onto cement. My heart didn't slow down from the rapid pace it was beating for about 10 minutes as the image of him falling kept replaying in my mind. I kept saying "thank you Jesus" over and over because He is the only reason we were not taking The Mayor to the ER with an open wound to his head.
Hoping for a much less adventurous day tomorrow.
Note: we will not be returning to this interactive fountain either. While playing, I saw a child leave the fountain to tell his mother he had to go to the bathroom. Instead of taking her son to the bathroom (or even letting him pee on a tree) she ushered him back to the fountain and told him to pee in it. Not sure what is going on with parents today. I snatched The Mayor up and bribed him to get the heck out of dodge with some ice cream.
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