Dema has been begging to ride his bike all day and I had things I needed to do and couldn't be with him and the rule is he can't ride on his bike without one of us. So, when Rob got home this evening, the first thing Dema wanted to do was ride bikes. Rob rides his bike behind Dema to keep an eye on things and they only ride around the park and down one of the alleys. Those damn alleys.
I am inside with the windows open with Josie finally napping and Parker drawing. I hear Rob call "Linda" and I can't figure out what window he is at so Parker offers to go outside and see what is up. Parker comes back in, runs upstairs and says in an excited, but trying to calm me down tone:
"I found out what Rob wanted. You are not going to believe this...Dema was hit by a car, but it's okay, he's not dead." Stunned silence on my part, then "Watch the baby!" as I run past him down the stairs and out the door.
I run down the alley behind our house and see Rob and Dema both riding their bikes toward me. Then Dema stops and won't come to me (I don't have any shoes on and I'm walking on little rocks). He is worried I'm upset with him. Rob tells me Dema was going down the alley a little farther away (he loves it because it has a hill and he stays on the sidewalk until there is no sidewalk) and Rob was telling him to stop, but Dema had picked up enough speed he couldn't stop in time and he hits a car coming slowly (thank God!) around the corner. The guy in the car hear Rob yelling and had apparently stopped by the time Dema actually hit him. Rob says Dema flew off the bike and hit the guy's windshield.
I finally get Dema to come to me and get off his bike so I can hug him and tell him I love him. I ask him if he is okay and he said "I was going FAST!" I asked if it scared him to hit the car and he said "It hurt my stomach a little bit."
Rob is outside riding with Dema now and I can't stop shaking.