Biker Dude (sort of)

On Monday Jayden and I went to the Children's "Museum" near us.  I expected it to be insane, and it was crazy, but not as bad as I thought.  As usual, Jayden was slow to warm up.  We started the day by standing on the little bridge for about 20 minutes.  He walked up one side and then stood in the middle of the bridge and watched all the kids run by him and around him.  Eventually he found some courage, inspiration, motivation, whatever and walked down the other side.  And from then on we were good.  We played in the farm, inside the mini house, on the stage, with the pretend lawnmower, with the motorcycle, with lots and lots of things.

The first car we sat in.  Jayden was more interested in just sitting in it and checking out the crowd.  This caused some issues with other kids who were interested in using the car and couldn't understand why they couldn't use it if all Jayden was doing was sitting there.  Later on the game became open the door, get out, close the door, open the door, get in, close the door, repeat.

Hanging out by the ramp.  Jayden found a car on the floor and was carrying it around with him everywhere.  Anything with wheels is his favorite toy.

Jayden found his way on to the stage.  He mostly just stood there.  But it was still cute.  The best part, though, was that on stage was the only place he got run over all day.  Two older girls were acting crazy and they bumped into him.  He plopped down on his bottom on the floor and may have bumped his head on the wall slightly.  The two girls immediately recognized that they'd run into him and leaned over him.  One of them started pointing at the other girl, as if she was explaining to Jayden that it was the other girl's fault.  Jayden was looking at them a little stunned and then grabbed his head and looked like he was going to cry.  The second girl leaned over him and kissed the air above his head.  He was fine and started to get up and the girls ran off and kept playing.  It was such a cute moment, though.  

Jayden started to figure out how to push with his feet on this motorcycle.  But he also started to learn the first lesson about riding two-wheeled vehicles when he tipped over once.  This may be the first and last motorcycle he ever rides.  Good thing he had his overalls on.  If only I'd remembered his super cool biker jacket...

On a more serious note, for anyone who doesn't know, Carmen's mom's boyfriend had a heart attack this week.  He's in ICU right now in a medically induced coma.  We're all worried for him and for Enid.  If you pray, send him your prayers.  If you don't, positive thoughts, good vibes, whatever you have, are all appreciated.  I sent Enid this via text tonight to try to help her smile a little:

Jayden, wearing some Christmas gift clothing, hanging out in the hallway with his cars.  Even though I had to wake him up at 6:30 am this morning to get out the door and to court on time, he was in a great, loving, charming mood when we got home.  I'm glad he could forgive me because I was feeling pretty bad.