So Todd comes back from the Expo close to five...there's a cocktail reception that one of the major haulers Todd does accounts for from 5-7pm. He was hot and tired and his legs hurt, but I encouraged him to head back...hobknobbing is important!!! We walked him a couple of blocks then through Olympic park back to the Congress Convention Center, testing out our double stroller for the first time...liked it right away. We had to go down this huge hill...Todd worried I'd have a hard time getting back up...more on that in a minute :)
But we made arrangements for us to pick him up with the Tahoe when it was over, so I wandered through Olympic park for a bit (Atlanta was the site of the 1996 Olympics). It's gorgeous, right in the heart of downtown Atlanta. There's this cool fountain in the shape of the rings that kids can run in and out of and play in...except for the few times a day there is a coordinated water/lights/music show. I happened to be there in time for one.
Time to push ourselves up that hill. Ok, Started out not too bad...then it got harder...then I had to take a short rest. OK I finally made it, tired and old feeling. I waited for the light to change and crossed the street at the crosswalk..and three quarters of the way across, I somehow missed a GIANT pothole, tripped, twisted my ankle, falling. The stroller tipped backwards and all I could see was my babies' heads hitting the pavement. I didn't even feel the pain that later (and still) hurts. Two women ran to help me and another man ran up the hill. I could hear the traffic at the stop light...but everyone stayed where they were. I picked up the stroller literally and carried it...call it mommy adrenaline!! The only one bleeding was me..I was crying, Adam was whimpering and Abbey....was smiling. One of the woman tried to help me with her first aid kit, but couldn't get it open. I limped up to the hotel. I talked to Todd who I still had to get...who had consumed more than his share of cocktails...but he ended up walking back despite his sore and hot legs...I was shaken but still set on dinner...and that's another story!! pics coming...
Of course you fell in the pothole on the hill. Of course you did. It's like me losing my keys. Of course I did. But hey, my old co-anchor Brian Taffe was in Atlanta right around the time you were there and his vehicle got broken into and gear was stolen. So, at least nobody robbed you while you were on the ground crying.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like something I would do! I have dropped both of my kids at least once and they are still perfectly fine -- I think. I am glad you and the kids were able to go with Todd to the convention. It sounded like you had fun, despite a few problems.
ReplyDeletehaha not much to steal! Actually, I walked (limped) away from the situation thinking how nice people in ATL are!!
ReplyDeleteThe pictures are adorable!
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