Independence Day Cookout

Today we went to Micke's cousin's house. They were having a cook out. By the time I got there I was starting to feel hungry. I had taken care of Micke and Angel by getting them scrambled eggs a few hours before the cook out but I had forgotten to feed myself. We got there and I decided to join the game of cornhole that they all wanted to play. I was terrible. More times than not I threw the sack of corn into the bushes, the plants, almost on top of the roof, once it hit Crissi in the legs etc. During our second game of cornhole I beamed Jaidyn, Crissi's almost 6 year old, in the chest with the corn filled sack.

I was tired, everyone thought I was being sore about not winning but I was actually just getting very tired. I was not bitter, just in a daze. Angel got to play in the pool and be rough with the other boys. I waited a long time it seems for Angel to be old enough to rough house and now that he is being rough and tumble I worry so much he's going to be severely injured. You'd think after my second born I'd be easy and laid back on parenting. I get crazy about everything. I think to a point I need to learn to let Angel be his own person and kind of get the scrapes and bruises and bumps he's going to get.

On the one hand; Angel is no new comer to pain and injury. He has had scrapes, burns, bruises and even stitches. He's been so rough that we thought he broke his nose once. He's been to the E.R over injuries received in the home or near it around 3 times in his life.

On the other hand; I worry about his susceptibility to head injuries. I am concerned he'll end up falling so hard on his head he'll end up with epilepsy. I am worried someone might accidentally cause him to drown or have an occasion of dry drowning.

http://www.ehow.com/how_2096982_determine-dry-drowning.html

. I am worried and I suppose my fears are irrational. I think too much freedom would land him in the arms of a stranger or dead. So I don't want to go there but I don't want to shelter the poor child either. I hope I learn a happy medium soon.

Anyway, he's pooped. He had so much fun today that he can't even move. He just fell asleep 15 minutes ago which is a decent bed time for a 3 year old. I just hope he stays asleep through the night. That will help me get some much needed quiet time.