First Swiss Injury--Cycling in Nature

Noah has generally gone through his life in parks, pools, and on scooters/tricycles/bicycles with little or no fear. He climbs, jumps, slides, scoots, and bikes at top speed without thinking twice. Until now, most scrapes and bruises have been minor. On Saturday, I heard a loud wailing coming down the street and recognized the pitch and tone. I thought, uh oh, someone has misbehaved and had to leave he park early. Nope. As he rode through the park he slid on some dirt and couldn't quite catch himself and a large scrape on the arm was the result. Luckily, not deep or serious, but enough to produce wailing and sobbing for more than a half hour. Even chocolate couldn't calm him down. Given the choice of a large, colorful bandaid or a even larger white bandage with adhesive tape, he chose the latter. His fear of bandaids is deep and has no known cause. The wound is healing and now makes for a good story to share. He regaled his friends and teaches at Gymboree with the details on Monday.