For while Erin was reaching the apex of her swing, she was yelling, “Daddy, daddy, look how high I got! Without whining!”
The last time she was at the park she grumbled and whined the whole time she was on the swings, refusing to do the work required to pump herself as high as she wanted to go, demanding that I push her. If I have a button, it’s the whiny-demand button, so I told her we would be leaving if she couldn’t have fun at the park. More whining later, we left.
That lesson seems to have sunk in.
Return to the picture now. Do you see Adrian standing there? Well I certainly didn’t. As I was reaching for my camera, he was on the neighbouring swing. As I was aiming the camera, he was on the neighbouring swing. As I was taking the picture, he was off the swing.
And as I was lowering the camera, he was stepping in front of his sister’s swing.
Just after this picture was taken, Adrian was flattened. (He’s fine now. And perhaps a little wiser about walking in front of swings.)
So sure, a picture tells a thousand words. But today, everything interesting going on happened on the edges of the picture.
6 thoughts on “Although a Picture Tells a Thousand Words, This One Hides Volumes”
That is absolutely brilliant. Well, not that Adrian got flattened… but that you got the picture just before. He, years from now, will never believe that you didn’t know he was there. Quarter for the therapy jar. ;)
Oh… we had the same lesson learned OVER and OVER and OVER again with our girls – sometimes more than once in the same day.
They did learn… eventually :)
Ouch. Oh dear. Poor Adrian. But sometimes kids have to learn the hard way.
That is painful. I know because many years ago I did the same thing.
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