Thursday, August 28, 2008
Nervous Wreck
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Reagan insists on walking down the stairs like the rest of us. This scares me. There are 16 steps! One slip, yikes! And there is hard wood at the bottom. I knew he'd have to advance from sliding down on his belly someday. He's getting so big!
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2 comments:
stairs scare me, too. ruby is always carting things up and down the stairs - toys, strollers, kids chairs - and wearing her brothers' shoes. she thinks she's big stuff, but it makes me so nervous.
Oh, stairs are so scary. In my parents' old house, the stairs were made of wood, and when Dylan was a toddler, he fell down the stairs, and I heard his head bang on each wood step. I thought he would certainly be dead by the time I ran to him, but he was actually fine! Weird, huh? That kid's head is soooo hard.
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