Last night we decided to walk into town for supper. We ate at a restaurant right beside our old house. As we sat there we were all talking about how we missed living by the park. After we were done eating the kids asked if they could go play at the park for a bit. I went with them and sat on a bench reading Josiah's "Marmaduke" book he had brought along. Chad stayed behind at the restaurant talking to the owner's.
As I was reading I could hear a child screaming and crying, but it didn't sound like my kids - so I kept reading. When the screaming continued I looked over to see where it was coming from and saw Olivia screaming, looking at her feet and jumping up and down. As I ran over to her I could hear her saying "get me off, get me off!" She was holding on to the light pole and the metal fence. She was being shocked and couldn't free herself! It makes me want to cry just typing this. In that split second, I reasoned in my mind what to do and decided I couldn't leave her there while I looked for something wooden to push her off. So, I grabbed her shirt and pulled her backwards. My fingers tingled just from touching her shirt - so I can't imagine what she was feeling.
She walked away pretty shook up, but had no burns or anything on her. We called a Pediatrician friend and took Olivia to her house to be checked out. What a way to make you appreciate life and God's protection! Please pray that our entire family can get the awful experience out of our heads. Olivia said she had trouble sleeping last night because of her mind....and so did her mom!