I feel so horrible because Emmett got hurt on our walk yesterday

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I talked yesterday about how Emmett was really struggling yesterday, after returning from his Mom’s house.  Quite honestly, so was I because my nights have been filled with bad dreams and so even when I’m presented with the opportunity to sleep, I can’t.

Anyway, one of the best ways to help my kids work through emotional or overload, is physical activity.  It helps to ground them in a sensory manner, leading to an eventual reprieve in .

I felt my best move would be to get them outside and moving around.  It was beautiful out and I figured I take them somewhere and we could walk around and explore.

We ended up making our way to a path that the boys have never actually completed before and this time we brought with us.

Things were going really well.

Emmett kept asking if he could walk Maggie and I wasn’t thinking it was a good idea because there were rabbits everywhere.  I was concerned that Maggie would go after a rabbit and drag Emmett like ragdoll…

As we got to the end of the path, I finally caved in and let Emmett walk with Maggie and she did really well.  She did really well until a rabbit came out of nowhere and darted after it.

Emmett didn’t let let go of the leash and ended up being dragged, face first for a few feet before Maggie caught herself and stopped.

Thankfully, Emmett kept his head up while he was being dragged down the gravel path. His chin took a beating,  as did his hand and wrist.

He was beside himself because his face, hands and wrist were bleeding.  Clearly this hurt and he was screaming at the top of his lungs.  I had to think fast because there was no way I was going to get him back to the car,  which was about a mile and a half behind us.

I called my because where we ended up, we were only about a mile or so from their house.  I explained what happened and he headed out to meet us right away.  I’m so lucky to have such amazing parents.

Elliott and Emmett went with my Dad back to his house.  My Mom and Dad got him patched up, fed and distracted.

I had to get Maggie back to the car and then go pick the boys up.  Gavin insisted on staying with me because he didn’t want me walking alone..  God love that kid..  ☺



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