I don’t know about you, but I can’t relax with my daughter. No, I do not run after her at arm’s length, although up to three years old we walked around. But I always have to see her.
Moreover, I worry about her every step, there are so many fears in my head that there is enough for the whole kindergarten group. I wonder how many are the same as me?
I do not know who invented them, but I would not install them on any playground. Yes, it is fun to ride, but until the child gets the same head swing.
Regardless of the material (wood, iron, plastic), injuries from this projectile can be quite severe, even fatal.
I confess, at one time, I was twisting the sun under the parental windows, but now my heart goes to my heels every time my daughter approaches the swing.
Daughter’s friend is terribly afraid of all dogs – from little York to huge shepherd dogs. Mine is ready to iron everyone regardless of their breed. To be honest, I dislike dogs, and now really clean and well-bred dogs are now met, alas, infrequently.
Even more I am afraid of homeless dogs and representatives of fighting breeds. It is surprising that most of them are walking not only without a muzzle, but often without a leash. Yes, and the accompanying persons are impressive – frail teens who are guaranteed not to keep the animal in case anything happens. And the cases may be different, agree.
Every now and then come across the eyes of the announcement of the disappearance of children. It is necessary to turn on the TV, information on this topic immediately you get a huge amount. Of course, until the age of majority I will not drive my daughter to school, but for now I’m going to ensure her maximum security in this regard.
I regularly conduct conversations on how to deal with strangers and remind you that I should always know where she is. I remember that in the summer we were walking on the playground and suddenly the son of my girlfriend disappeared somewhere. During these ten minutes, she not only flew before her eyes, but certainly a couple of gray hairs appeared.
It turned out that the boy (5.5 years old) simply decided to run to the shop around the corner to see if his favorite juice was there. And there is a line. And I forgot to tell my mother about it.
In accordance with the rules of the road, cars must move inside the courtyards at a speed not exceeding 5km / h. Honestly, I rarely meet such people. But in fact, in almost every yard we have a roadway located in a small distance from the playgrounds.
This problem was popular with us when our daughter was two or three years old. We had to literally watch on the road, because now and then she strove for the ball, then jump out of the cat. In such cases, sometimes even 5km / h does not save.
Now the way to the road is taboo. Whatever happens – a ball, a ball or something else. Never in our life did we cross the road to a red light or not at a crosswalk. Even if there are no cars within sight. May we be madly late. Let the nearest transition to go far. Not all, and it is not discussed.
These are my fears. Considering that our walks are very active, I have already seen quite a few – and a lot of broken knees, and even my daughter’s teeth. I try not to voice her bans constantly, loudly and with all. It seems to me that at the age of five or six, the child is already old enough to understand the consequences of his actions.
So we are walking: someone carelessly frolics and jumps on the fences, and someone at this time is madly worried. And what are you afraid of walking with a child?