Escalator Update: First Born Struck Down

Some of you out there may have read about my recent encounter with the vicious and insatiable escalator gods. I thought that story was over, but it seems that their vengeance was not satisfied with merely punishing me, and they have now seen fit to take out their ire on my progeny.

We took a family trip to the Provo mall this last week to grab some dinner at Winger’s. After dinner, we decided to head upstairs to let the boys play on the toys for a bit before going home. As we approached the escalators, Porter, of course, got excited and ran ahead. The boy loves escalators! In fact, the one and only time we have convinced his uncle Jesse to babysit, the pair of them went to the mall and rode the escalator for two hours straight, and I think if you asked Porter, he would affirm that as one of the best nights of his young life. Walker is fond of the escalator, too, but he is still a little trepidatious getting on, so that’s one of the few times he actually likes to hold hands with his parents.

Anyway, after we all successfully mounted the escalator, Porter, in his excitement, kept climbing higher away from us. Finally, as he was about 15 steps above us and trying to figure out how to work his way past a standing group of people, we called to him and told him to come back down with us, so he wouldn’t get hurt. As he turned around, presumably to explain to us why he didn’t need to listen to us and how he would never get hurt, he made a bit of a miscalculation. He put his back up against the wall of the escalator.

We watched, as if in slow motion, as Porter’s eyes got big, realizing that his feet were continuing to move upward as his body was now stationary against the non-moving wall. Before he had time to correct, he toppled, performing a nice somersault, then skidding to a stop on his face as I rushed up the stairs to collect him. As I detailed in my previous post, and as anyone familiar with escalators may have noticed, they do not provide a soft landing. So, as I picked Porter up, I was dismayed, but not terribly surprised, to see quite a bit of blood coming out of his mouth. He started bawling and we rushed to the top of the escalator and into the food court to find the closest seat and determine the true extent of his injuries.

Once we got the screaming stopped and some of the blood cleaned up with some Subway napkins, we were able to see that he had a relatively small cut on the inside of his lip, and no other serious problems. We told Porter what a tough ninja he was, which seemed to help his outlook a bit, and took him to the bathroom to get him the rest of the way cleaned up. It didn’t take too long before the bleeding was all stopped and he was back to his old self, showing off his cool purple lip to any interested in seeing. No lasting harm done.

Current Score: Escalators – 2. Hurren Family – 0.

2 Responses

  1. Once I realized where it was going, I just about couldn’t finish this post. Escalators and kids. Such a dangerous combination! I’m glad I soldiered on ’til the end though. My mind took the story to a much scarier place. Glad to hear things ended better than I had figured.

    Boys. If we have any I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to survive them! God bless you Mike and Karli! 😉

  2. Mike,

    I hate that moment when you know your kid is going to be hurt but you are too far away to grab them. Maybe you should wait a while before introducing them to motorcycles, nail-guns, lighters…. etc etc. 🙂

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