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The One About The Toddler Swing

Driving past a park yesterday my oldest said "Ugh. Don't remind me." 'What?' I said. 'What do you mean?' "That PARK!" She growled. Wha'??? OOooohhhh. THAT park. I remember...

While returning home one late afternoon a 7 year old Katie looked out the window of our car and saw a very inviting park. "Please Mom! Ple-e-e-ase can we go to the park?" It seemed like a fine idea to me so I made a right and parked the car.

It didn't take long for Katie to get herself into a situation. You see Katie has always been tall for her age and she isn't always cool with it, especially not at 7 years old. So while I was playing with my little 4 year old Lily, Katie was trying to fit herself into a toddler swing. A small, rubber-bucket-with-leg-holes-too-little-for-a-7-year-old toddler swing.



I hear "Mom! Help! I can't get my legs out!!!" I turn to see my girl trying desperately to lift herself from the rubber diaper. When I get a closer look I see that her little legs are in those sockets good and tight. I try to lift her but it doesn't work. She's in pain and I'm trying not to panic.

For some reason, I don't know why, I called my husband at work. As if he had some magic potion to fix this. I think I just wanted him to be a part of this crazy situation too so he got in his car and arrived at the park with a screwdriver. (Male thought process: "A tool. Something is stuck, I must bring a tool!" I don't know.)

Rob can't get her out of the swing either. He concludes her light weight cotton pants are putting pressure on the situation so he has Katie tuck them up as high as she can on her leg. Now we really see her legs and how they are swelling. Time to call 911.

When the first fire truck (and I mean first truck) arrives they stifle their laughter at the sweet little girl who appears to be wearing a large rubber diaper while being suspended by heavy metal chains. While doing our best to keep Katie calm and her mind on all of her favorite things, we notice her little sister has discovered a new game; rolling around in a pile of dry leaves then picking every last bit of debris from her fleece coat. Hours of fun for this little girl!

The first fire truck doesn't have the right tools and neither does the second fire truck. When the 3rd fire truck arrives the local college track team joins the party and gets into a stretching session at the park. Oh good! An audience!

Katie was cut down from the swing and carried to a bench. She seemed to resign herself to her situation and folded her arms leisurely behind her head. While a team of Fire Fighters stratched their heads and tried to come up with a plan my Katie was trying to find shapes in clouds and my Lily was on her 8th round of rolling in the leaves. This was not my best day as a Mom.

With snips of a bolt cutter, and lots of salve applied to her legs, the swing finally released it's grip. The Captain in charge handed us the mangled rubber swing and said "Do you want to keep this?" For some strange reason we did. We needed physical proof of what brought 3 teams of Fire Fighters to their knees and 1 family a story that will go down in our history.

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23 comments:

  1. OMG! That is so funny! I feel bad for your daughter but I could just picture all those men standing around scratching their heads trying to figure out how to handle the situation. This happened to my daughter also but certainly not to this extreme! Thanks for the laugh!

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  2. ROTFL!!!! Sorry, but that is one of the funniest stories I have ever heard - poor Katie! I also love that you saved the swing. I think Hubby needs to incorporate that swing into his wedding speech some day!

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  3. Oh no, what an ordeal! Yes, I guess it will forever be known as, "THAT park!"

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  4. OMG, heeheeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! You mean to tell me NONE of you thought to get a hedge clipper or something and just slice through the rubber diaper? Your hubby brings a screwdriver of all things?

    Jill's daughter, Alexa, once got totally stuck in a plastic restaurant high chair, with basically the same results!

    Justine :o )

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  5. OMG. The poor thing! Well, you can tell her she got one big embarrassing thing out of the way at a young age!

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  6. Never under-estimate teh power of TOOLS!!!

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  8. Now that's something she'll never forget....

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  9. Oh dear! I can see how that would leave a lasting impression!!

    Stories for the grandchildren.

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  10. oh my! this will haunt her internet surfing days later :0

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  11. Ahhh firefighters... I have a bit of thing for them. Can't explain. But back to your daughter! That is crazy. And scary I would imagine. I would have done the same thing - calling my husband at work, even if there was nothing he could do. What a great story though.

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  12. hahaha! Well these are the situations for good stories, that's for sure! I hope you found a good use for the swing momento!

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  13. Love your story, this is probably one of those family story, that you laugh at, way after it happened. My daughter was once held hostage by a little plastic chair. I called the neighbor (because the husband is never home when a crisis happens, right?) and he took a really big scary butchers knife and very gently cut the chair off of my daughter!:)

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  14. i know i am not the first to say this but... where a picture of the swing?! did you keep it? is it in a shadow box hanging above the fireplace? do you meet the firemen annually for a picnic?

    This is a great "when you were a little girl" story. :)

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  16. Oh dear - a story for the family history books "do you remember the time..." Ah yes. A tad embarrassing as she grows, but she'll grow to like the story one day!

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  17. ROFL. I am sorry for poor Katie, but that has to be one of the FUNNIEST stories ever! Just what was the "right" tool that the first two trucks did not have? So, where is the swing now?

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  18. This is hilarious! I know at the time it was scary, especially for Katie. But hearing you tell it, I can't stop laughing!

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  19. Hopping over from Harriet's....

    Poor Katie.... but what a story!

    A Lil Enchanted,
    ~LaShan~

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  20. Oh dear! And somehow I heard another story like this recently but can't remember where...

    Visiting from Harriet's site :)

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  21. can you say...hilarious!!!!

    At least now it is, maybe not then :)

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  22. All I can say is you should have taken pictures... that is one for the future boyfriends!

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  23. omg...that is something she's never gonna forget...

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