"Help Please!"-Using Our Words
Several weeks ago, my husband announced he was going to the store and invited anyone who wanted to join him to load up in our SUV. "I am leaving in the next five minutes," he stated, " and if you are not in the car before I back out of the driveway, you will be right here at this house with your Mama!" A flurry of noises and activity ensued as kids from all directions within our home were scrambling to make it to the car. All except for Nina. Nina had been riding around the downstairs area on her scooter and she had chosen to be a responsible toddler by wearing her helmet. On any other day, she proudly sported her helmet and was usually the first to don it for scooter-related enjoyment. At that moment, this helmet was fast becoming the least liked item in the house as it was the only thing standing between her and a trip to the store with her Daddy. I was upstairs in my bedroom working on laundry, when off in the distance I could hear whimpering that was