Well, it has been a few months since that darn six year old rammed me with his bike but I haven't forgotten. My injuries might have healed but the psychological wounds are still there.
That is why I was very much on edge when we went to Magnuson Park and there were plenty of those scary six year olds driving around unattended.
Eventually it was all too much for me. I am a brave toddler but the memories from my initial accident caused me to run to Daddy for protection.
It all became a lot more relaxed when he took me to the play equipment.