So very quickly after my wife read the first boo boo post she reminded me of another time our daughter had gotten hurt. Officially, I can not count the time she is recalling as a boo boo. It clearly falls under the bumps and bruises category I had earlier explained. This was the first time she did get hurt enough to cry though. She was at the stage of walking while holding our fingers. This is an exercise of how much can mommy and daddy’s back take until the pain is so great we collapse. It was fun to see her trying to figure out the walking thing though. One night at my parents’ house, I was walking around with her and she was getting pretty tired. She kept trying to go faster when all of a sudden she fell sleep. Sleeping does not bode well when you are holding onto someone’s fingers. She fell, and I kind of caught her before she hit the floor with full force, but she did bang her lip enough for it to hurt her. She woke up because of the pain or surprise, not sure which, and was trying to figure out what happened. I was too. I mean, she literally fell asleep while walking, who does that? My mind wasn’t there for long though, it was more on the how in the world could I let this happen to my little princess! How could I let her get hurt! The pain didn’t last long though, especially since within 30 seconds my mom handed her an ice pop (her first one), my dad handed her a $20 bill, and I handed her my phone (she was like 9 months, and already knew how to use my phone better than me). This of course is one of the more priceless pictures we have.
And for those of you thinking that in both of these stories it was dad’s fault, well, I know, I feel bad ok?! But honestly, she almost never gets hurt. It is probably why these two instances stick out in my and my wife’s mind. Our daughter has a knack for avoiding the bigger falls, and usually doesn’t run into anything. I’m pretty sure she is more aware of what is going on then I am!
That’s the update!
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