08 Aug Three kids, two tumbles, and lots of hugs.
These stairs were slightly daunting when we first moved in, but almost 2-year-old Corban adapted fine and infant Jaeda wasn’t going anywhere. Corban has taken one tumble down them (I think it scared me more than him), and as Jaeda has become more mobile, Corban and I have tag-team eagle-eye watched Jaeda’s every move toward the stairs. Except for one. Tuesday. I made it to her by the last step. After about 90 seconds of cuddling, she pushed me away to go play. Pretty sure I needed more comforting than she did. I grew up with steep (carpeted) stairs and am quite familiar with the tumbling sound. But, as my mother can confirm, it’s just not a sound you can get used to. Ever. *shiver*
And of course, a little cheese action from Corban.
“Take a picture of me, Mommy!”
Then poor Aiden tumbled on our concrete steps this morning. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything a little hugging and cuddling couldn’t cure. During said cuddling, I was brushing his curly hair off his neck. When I saw it staying up, I just had to fluff the rest of his hair. Hehe. Love it.
“I need to hode Aiden, Mommy.”
Poor, non-baby Aiden.
When they’re little and holdable, they’re too fragile to be held.
When they’re older and it’s safer, they’re too wiggly to be held.
It’s a lose-lose for our cuddle-bug toddlers.