A couple of Sundays ago Sydnee was sitting right in front of her wood toy crate just laughing, talking, squealing, and have a good ole' time. Then comes daddy. He kissed her. He kissed her on the forehead then ran up the stairs and didn't look back. (sounds like your typical male huh? :o) Anyway, I was in the kitchen so when she started to squeal I thought she was doing her happy squeal. Oh boy was I wrong. When the squeal kept going and finally broke into a blood curdlying scream I knew something was wrong. She face planted it right into the toy crate and she was in so much pain that she couldn't figure out how to move off the crate. I honestly wished I got a picture of it, but instead I ran to her, picked her up and told her how mean her daddy was. Just kidding :o)!! I ran to her, picked her up and then handed her to her daddy so she knew that her daddy loved her and didn't mean to give her such a forceful kiss on the forehead, which then made her sling shot forward, face first into the crate. Looking back it was actually kind of funny, but during it she did not stop crying for 10 minutes straight and it was so sad. But she is over it and the battle wound is long gone!!! Great times!!
2 comments:
It's probably a good thing you ran to her instead of taking a picture....that might seem kind of not so good parenting to laugh at your child's falls. who would do such a things?! :) i need my kandra fix too so i'll have to call you!
Hey you have time to learn to greab the camera...just kidding.Poor little baby!
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