Scenes from a day
This morning on the way to Small Boy’s Gymboree class I see four groups with instruments and collection buckets leaving the Salvation Army headquarters.
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The sidewalks are already wet and slush-covered; no more dragging the sled around the neighborhood.
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At lunchtime the inevitable happens and Boychen falls off the ladder up to his brother’s bunk-bed; a fall of about one meter straight to the hardwood floor.
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At the Natural History Museum Small Boy points to a set of jaws in a glass case: “Look, Boychen, that’s from a shark. Sharks can be dangerous but they don’t come on the land. They only live under water. They eat fish, and fish live in water, so sharks live in water too.”
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R takes Boychen to the pediatrician, who does several neurological tests and declares “He was lucky.” We have to wake him twice during the night tonight.
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On the way home from the museum Small Boy and I stop to pick up ingredients for dinner. He pushes the cart, puts in everything I point to, unloads everything at the cash register, and puts the cart away.
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I run into an acquaintance who I hope will become a friend.
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On the way home, we pass a Salvation Army band singing.
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Oh, what a lovely post. I do, however, hope your sweet boy is okay. Sounds like quite a fall.
I’m glad your kiddo is okay! I had an almost-similar scare this afternoon when I walked in to my 13-month-old halfway up HER sister’s bunk bed ladder. Yikes. Who told these babies they were allowed to grow up so fast?
@Kirsten – Boychen seems okay. We woke him twice in the night and he’s been his normal self since then.
@bethany – Not only can I not get used to the fact that Boychen CAN do these things, I can’t get used to the fact that he WANTS to do these things. My older was more cautious but the Boychen – if he was a car he’d be a Humvee. Armoured.