Tonight while at the playground before bedtime Atrain watched a little girl catapult over a curb on her bicycle and face plant into the asphalt. It was a horrible scene--makes me cringe just thinking about it. I think Atrain feels the same way. Moments after the wreck he announced, "I'm ready to go home now." I don't think he's ever said that before. His sensitive spirit was a little shaken. Me heart ached for him. He walked his bike home and reviewed what had happened, "She needed to use her brakes...I will always use my brakes, I promise." I smiled back at him and did my best to calm his troubled mind, "You're a very good bike rider. Just always use your helmet and everything will be just fine."
Tonight at family prayer Atrain reflected on the evening's scary circumstances, "And please bless that everyone will use their brakes--that dada will be safe on his bike race--and that he will remember his brakes..." He sure loves his daddy.
