Now That's a Story!

Kirsten and Jamie were sitting in the sunny garden watching their two small lovablechildren play. Harry was 2, and Jasmine was 5.Harry wasdigging inthe sandpit, andJasmine was going down the slide that linked to their climbing frame.Jamie smiled at his wife and put his arm around her. She looked so happy watching the children playing. He gently kissed the top of her head and held her close as his heart swelled with pride. Presently, Harry came toddling up to his parents and plopped down onto the grass in front of them. Kirsten picked him up, sat him on her lap and started to tickle him. He giggled in his infectious, lovable way, and soon he had Jamie laughing as well. Jasmine came racing up. "I want a tickle too! I want a tickle too!" she said as she threw herself onto Jamie's lap. Jamie smiled and obliged, until the children begged for mercy from the relentless tickling. When they had got their breath back, Harry decided he wanted to go in the swing, and Jasmine decided she wanted to push him. Jamie watched his wife lift his son into the baby swing, and sighed with happiness. This was perfect. This was everything he dreamed about when he asked Kirsten to be his wife. A loud woop woke him from his thoughts, and he watched Harry swinging higher and higher in the swing. He was giggling again, and now even his sister was being consumed by the lovable, infectious sound. She started laughing as well, and this quickly made her very tired since she was pushing with all her might. Suddenly disaster struk. Jasmine's laughter had made her arms go weak, so she had stopped pushing her brother to rest. Too late Kirsten shouted a warning for her daughter to move as she saw the swing come hurtling through the air back towards Jasmine. The swing, complete with Harry's weight and momentum, collided with the little girl and knocked her flying, where she landed heavily on the grass. Jamie and Kirsten were already running towards her when she hit the ground, and Harry was already crying. Ignoring their son, they fell to their knees next to their daughter calling her name. Jasmines eyes fluttered open and she started crying. Relief filled her parents at the sound, and after checking her over, they realised she had only mild concussion but was otherwise unharmed. They took the two crying youngsters back into the house. "Why don't we play something safe inside now?" Asked Jamie. "I-Spy?!" suggested Kirsten, as Harry wiped his snotty nose on her shoulder.