Tacklenappy

A Guest Post by Kevin.

It's hard to look cool and relaxed as your two year old daughter plants her foot to the ground, pushing her scooter even faster down the slope while you struggle to recover from tripping on the footpath as you sprint to catch up with her. Harder still to look like you're not panicking as your now faster daughter develops the death wobbles and starts to veer towards the wet, grassy verge. While she cackles with glee yelling "wobbly daddy, wobbly" my wife's expression flashes through my mind as I imagine taking my daughter back home with a scooter handle through her spleen and blood pouring from her head.