The laughs are on me.

Our family loves, loves, loves, to rib and tease each other, about basically... anything.  

I am great food for the boy's fodder, and many a laugh has been had at my expense.

My, ahem, safety consciousness has been at the top of their list of things to tease me about as of late.

"Mom, did you know that children who sit on the potty alone has been proved to be the number one killer in America?"

Chortles of laughter as I run to the bathroom to check on the girls.

Last night, we unfortunately had a safety breach with our stubborn little 2 year old. I was holding her hand and we were walking up the stairs, and she, like she has been told NOT to do 100 times, tried to JUMP UP to the next step. Can you say strong willed? 
She slipped right through my grasp, and fell part way down the stairs. I was crying- she fussed for a minute, and was fine. ( She really is fine Mom.)

Me? Still not fine.
 How could I have lost my grip? Why didn't I think to let her go up by herself and stay behind her? Is she really fine? What if this had happened after her surgery? Is she really fine?

Just a few of the things rolling around in my guilt ridden head.... for hours.

Here is the conversation about it with the boys:

Dad: "Gianna fell down the stairs today"

Justin: "Number one killer of children in America."

Ryan: "Oh good. We're getting an elevator."

Comments

  1. AudreyJune 4, 2008 at 10:05 AM

    We are such kindred spirits! I am glad she's ok. You will be too.

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  2. Anne, the obnoxious auntJune 4, 2008 at 11:23 AM

    RELAX. NOW. All will be well and very well :)
    And tell your boys Aunt Anne says to be nice!
    Remember when we taught Justin the lollipop song? Or what happened to popsicles down the garbage disposal? Or Ryan and the fake spiders in the diapers?
    Just to put things in perspective....

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  3. AimeeJune 4, 2008 at 2:23 PM

    You are hysterical!

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  4. HennHouseJune 4, 2008 at 3:43 PM

    The laughs may be on you now, but your over-protectiveness just may save her a serious injury someday.

    And about those sons... Is it all sons who do those things??!!

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  5. Watkins WorldJuly 6, 2008 at 12:34 AM

    Boys! Can't live with 'em! Can't live without 'em!

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