Let me introduce myself. I am Klutzy Kelly, at least that is what my family has called for me for as long as I can remember. I have to admit it though - I do live up to the name! I trip over my own two feet, probably drop more things than my kids, and in general am just not very graceful (I would not have made it very far as a wait person for sure. Everyone would have been wearing their meals instead of eating them!)
So, the other day I decided to re-organize my closet. Our sliding closet doors recently broke and we removed them, leaving our closet wide open. I thought it would be the perfect time to put some order into the chaos. The tiered step stool was in the garage and dusty and I was just too lazy to clean it. I grabbed a kitchen chair and went to work. I was trying to place something on the top shelf, and, once again, was too lazy to get down and move the chair, so I stretched over to try to get the box positioned where I wanted it.
All of a sudden I felt the chair tipping, so I leaned the other direction. As often happens when
fishtailing in a car, I over-corrected and tipped the chair too far in the opposite direction. My closet floor (which is only 2 1/2 feet from front to back) is tile and the rest of the room is carpet. Can you guess which part I landed on?? Considering that I was on my tiptoes on the chair, my head probably traveled about 7 feet until it collided with the tile. I could not stand up - that much was for sure. I sat against my bed and watched everything in front of me shake all around, like snow inside of a snow globe! The kids were watching T.V. and had no idea what had happened. Which got me thinking . . .
If I had been knocked unconscious what would have been my kids' reactions? Daddy was out of town, so he wasn't coming home that night. We have gone over some
emergency scenarios, but, admittedly, we don't do it routinely. Complicating everything, I have now realized, is that we opted at the beginning of the year to eliminate our land line and only have cell phones. Great for the budget, not so great if a 4 year old has to make an emergency call and I have the cell phone on "lock" mode.
Yes, as my head was jiggling like jello, these thoughts were racing through my mind. I don't know how long I sat there (there must have been a really good show on
Sprout to keep my kids entertained for so long!) I thanked God that I wasn't seriously injured and realized that I have a lot of homework to do with the kids. But not at that moment! As calmly as I could, I called my daughter through and asked her to bring me my cell phone, which I had left on the kitchen counter. I called my dear mother-in-law and humbly asked for her to come over, and then called my doctor. My MIL drove me and the kids back to her house for the night and babysat all three of us!

So how much should I teach the kids? I have told them that in an emergency (fire, etc.) they may open the front door (I never let them do this otherwise), even if it means that the house alarm goes off. We have wonderful neighbors and I have told the kids that if there is a fire they should immediately go to our neighbor's house and pound on the door, even if it is the middle of the night. We have gone over dialing 9-1-1, but not to the extent that I now realize we need to. I have heard
stories of preschoolers calling
9-1-1 and helping their parents, and now know that I need to practice this so much more with the kids.
Since we no longer have a house phone, I need to teach the kids how to dial numbers on both my cell phone and my husband's. My MIL told me that when her boys were younger she had her mother's number written in big numbers by the phone in case of an emergency, but ultimately her boys used it to call grandma when they felt that mom was being unfair! At any rate, they knew how to dial the number. If my cell phone is turned off or locked, what then? And I have a
Blackberry, so the numbers aren't automatically available and when you do get to the numbers, it is a touch screen and not raised buttons. As much as I don't relish the idea of the kids "playing" with my cell phone, I think that I need to allow the kids to practice dialing numbers on it so that they do know how to use it in case of an emergency.
Two days before I fell, we had an earthquake during the day. The two earthquakes that I have felt since the kids were born were both at night when the kids were already asleep and I didn't feel the need to discuss earthquakes with them at that point. Our latest earthquake happened in the morning. While we didn't feel it because we were driving down our street, our electrician certainly felt it, and was outside getting a few breaths of fresh air. He had been getting ready to go into the attic when his wife called his cell phone and said there had been an earthquake. Just as he was about to tell her he didn't feel it, the ground starting shaking! We arrived seconds later and the kids heard this whole story as he relayed it to me. I then realized my little ones had no idea what we were talking about. Before we went into the house, I sat outside with them and explained that the earth needs to shake a little bit now and then and that it is totally normal for this to happen. I then asked them what they thought we should do during an earthquake and guided them towards the correct answers (steer clear of windows, go under the table if close to it, etc.) For Christmas the kids received a wonderful book about space and earth and we sat and read about earthquakes the next day.
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