Talk about timing! I just had my first major heelie encounter over the weekend!
Saturday afternoon, my hubby and I went out to grab a quick lunch at a nearby Taco Mac. On our way out, I sat down for a few minutes while he went to deal with the parking garage. These little kids on heelies came whizzing by behind me, one started to fall and fell into me and grabbed my braid on his way down - Pulling me backward off the bench and onto the ground. What did their charming mother do? Laugh. Hellion #1 and #2 got up and continued on with their doting mother. Neither helped me get back up. Neither apologized. I felt Female Dog (and sore) so I said loudly as they were wheeling off "It's nice to see a mother concerned about the damage her children do". She looked back at me (by this time I was mostly back up onto the bench but my skirt was ripped and the back of my leg scraped up) and just shrugged and stated "Kids will be kids" as she hurried off. My hubby rounded the corner with the car at that point so I dropped it (not that I had a choice since Mommy dearest and her two rugrats had already made it 2 buildings down) and went home to my neosporin and sewing supplies.