Caution, Children at Play


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Tears escape from my burning eyes, their streams sliding across my cheek bone. Half-blind, I stumble to another room to escape the toxic air, leaving behind my partly chopped onion and boing pasta. I blink until the fresh air calms the searing burn.

High pitched growls come from the room to my left. The door is open slightly, letting dim light shine through. Shadows move in the glow.

“Roar!” A deep bellow crescendos in to a howl.

“Ow! No hitting,” a little boy whines.

“Hey guys, play nice,” I say, walking towards the bedroom. I am stopped by a mini toy of torture cutting into the soft skin on my foot. After a moment to think how much this will hurt, the pain hits. The bright sting makes me gasp, and with a groan I remove the object. A blue Lego. Sighing, I place it on the table littered with more colorful blocks. If toy debris have found their way to the living room I can only imagine what disaster lays behind my kiddo’s door.

Low stomping and spitting explosions sound behind the light. I reach for the crystal doorknob but am stopped by wood crushing my nose. Spotted rain dances behind closed eyelids. Tears stream down my face once more.

Anger rages in my chest from from embarrassment and torment, but I hold the irritation in.

“Oops! Sorry, Mom,” my son says, then jumps onto a car and begins racing his friend through maze of toys.

I take a deep breath. I should scold him, but what good would it do? He already apologized. It’s been so long since these boys were able to play together I love the smiles on their faces.

I walk back to the kitchen wiping my wet eyes.

What traffic sign best describes your life right now. Let me know in the comment section.

You can even write a short story of your own using this prompt. I would love to read it!

4 thoughts on “Caution, Children at Play

  1. Oh my goodness, what great writing. You brought me back to a time when my house was bustling with kids. I could almost picture everything you were saying as if I was there.

    As for your question, I know it’s not technically a traffic sign, but I would be a yellow light. Going slowly ahead with caution.

    1. Thank you so much! I am glad you liked it. It sure is a crazy, bustling time but it’s the best. Fantastic sign (I think it works). I get cautious too because of children. Always worried as a mother.

  2. My daughter was flailing around the other night and kicked me in the nose. It was dark, so I didn’t even see it coming. I put an ice pack on it for 20 to 30 minutes, sure it was broken and that I would awake with black eyes in the morning. I’m relieved to say that it was not, and no black eyes. Just sore for a couple of days. Maybe “Wear a Face Mask” would be a good sign. Ha Ha.

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