Apparently I am raising a mini dare devil.
Yesterday morning, I was washing my face and suddenly………
I sprinted into her nursery, and there was my baby sprawled out on the floor.
She had tried to climb out of her crib. And succeeded. She just didn’t stick the landing.
After being cuddled and kissed and checked over a million times, she was fine. We are planning on dropping the crib to the lowest level today. I was nervous about it not being done yesterday, but we just didn’t have time. Thankfully, she did not attempt any overnight climbs.
Later that morning, she decided it was important to try to climb up onto her play kitchen when she was playing with her daddy. My toddler is very small, but the kitchen was not built to hold 20 pounds of toddler.
She conked her head on the corner of the play refrigerator.
I was in the office and heard a loud wail from the living room. I went running in and there was already a huge goose egg forming on her head. The swelling subsided within an hour, but there is still a bruise.
That afternoon, she decided to try to climb up onto my exercise bike. She fell and scratched her face twice right on each side of her nose. No bleeding, but two big scratches.
The scratches and the cuts make her look like she got into a fight this weekend. I can only imagine what her daycare thinks, her coming in all banged up.
You would think that all of these accidents in one day would maybe teach her to stop climbing so recklessly.
You would be wrong. She scales things with abandon.
You might also think that we are doing a terrible job of supervising her.
You would also be wrong. I was literally sitting on the floor with her in my lap and within 3 seconds she had climbed onto the exercise bike pedal. Despite me reaching over to grab her, she managed to climb it and fall from it that quickly.
Girl is fearless.
Apparently, girl is also clumsy.