Saturday, July 30, 2016
Grandson number two (Zach, then a precocious three-year-old) is visiting. We are in the backyard near an area of crushed rock with a stepping stone path through it. He, running down the path, went down kind of hard. First impulse: run to him, snatch him up, tend to the wounds, if any. Then, the thought; maybe an opportunity to teach.
Walk to the child and pick him up. He is crying by now. Instead of making a fuss that might alarm him further, just hold him close for comfort, and ask in as normal a tone as possible:
Put him down again so that he can go on with his business.
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