I drove up to my son's dad's house and saw him riding a little kawasaki 4-wheel powerwheels. I of course wanted to have a mini heart attack. I was also irritated that his dad was having him drive towards my car as I drove up. I'm sorry but you don't want to teach a 2 year old to move towards the moving vehicle! I also felt that a helmet was a good idea. Maybe I was being overprotective. But a 2 year old on a powerwheel on a street seemed like a good time to use a helmet. I said this and received the response, uhm no that is ridiculous...it isn't even moving a tenth of a mile per hour why would he need a helmet. I, being me, got very irritated and just gathered B's belongings to go. I told his dad that while I respected the fact that he felt it was ridiculous I did not agree. After all any bicycle requires a helmet for kids, I plan to use one when he gets the tricycle. (when I said this his dad replies, I don't plan to get him a tricycle I don't want him having to rely on 3 wheels, the kid can just learn to ride a bike) His reasoning was that he thought it was stupid, and that B would look like an idiot and that the helmet wasn't actually made to do anything to help prevent possible damage or injury when a child was moving that slowly. ( to this I wanted to reply...no you are the idiot. But I refrained)
Thank you for the reminders as to why we are no longer together and why it still makes me nervous sometimes that because you are his father that I have to send B. Don't get me wrong I know that his dad loves him, and that he has indeed tried to make great strides to become a better and more responsible father. But he is still himself. I also realize that the mama bear is always gonna look a little differently at issues of safety than dads will.
Tomorrow it's time to get my hair done. I just added some red, and that was fun. I don't care as much for the lighter copper type color so I am wanting to darken that up, and probably add either a really deep mahogany or a deep purple. Not 100% yet. :)
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