A couple of years back I was talking to my Dad on the phone when JE ran across the sofa. He ran across the cushions, but not in the middle of the sofa, he ran across the front of the cushions, where your knees go. Now it's only a 1-foot drop to the floor but it was a wooden floor (maybe even slate, it was at a relative's house on the other side of the country, so I've only ever been there once) and JE was young and fragile and my startled exclamation made my Dad laugh because he knew JE had done something I would have done at his age.
As the wheel turns.
Our daughter, who's not even two, has taken to pushing her small chairs across the floor to our desks and then climbs up to stand on them. This freaks me out as well!
I know a lot of kids break bones playing and just being kids...but I don't want the kids with broken bones to be my kids! I was bad enough as a child and I have the scars to prove it.
Kids, please, just calm down and sit down here in the middle of the floor in this nice, padded room, far away from anything harmful...now stay there for the next 20 years.
Thank you. I feel much better.
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just wait until they start dating...
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i can't believe you freak out that she stands on the chair. in fact you freak out about them more than i do. like the beach field trip, you were all stressed out. i was all like why?
I think that you are just doing what parents have done for years and will continue doing until the end of time; you are caring for your childs wellbeing. My wife and I don't have any children yet so I can't say that I know how you feel, but I am sure that once we do have kids-and the time is coming soon I am sure :)- that I will be in the same boat you are. A child is the ultimate end result of ourselves and the only way to make sure a part of us makes it into the future long after we are gone, so protecting an investment like that comes with the territory. Many of my friends back home have children who are 3-8 years old and some of them get into the craziest things while their parents pay attention to television and then wonder why their son or daughter get hurt. Keep up the good work Capt. But the chair thing may be you being just a little overprotective.
You will eventually get used to the living in fear. *Smile* When I was pregnant with our 3rd, all I wanted was another girl. I'd seen the little boy drama and was afraid that I would turn him into a sis with my own fears. Turned out we had a boy and his antics surpassed anything that I'd dreamt up in my nightmares.
I found him the oven at 2 years old. "Spaceship mommy," he exclaimed as I frantically grabbed him out. Then at 4 he was in the washer - yet another space vehicle. At 5 we had to take turns watching him outside because he developed a fixation for sucking rocks. Now 16, his body looks like a battleground. Scars, cuts, stitches, old bruises and cracked ribs from football. I was never so happy as the day he gave up being on the football team!
He's much calmer now and spends most of his time - too much of it, hacking thru ppl in WOW. He's the consumate PVP killer, gangster, wanna be twink. ;-)
You'll survive the toddler trauma and so will they. Good luck staying sane thru it though.
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