Tuesday, March 16, 2010
This past weekend we had some nice weather so we let the kids go outside. At first the boys did not leave the deck but after a couple times of being outside, Evan walked right off of the deck. Luckily Steve was already there waiting to catch him. This incident alone was enough for him to earn his "gonzo" nickname but there was more. The same night, while I was rocking Sean in the rocking chair, Evan was upset and decided that jumping out of the crib would be the best way to get my attention (crying had not yet work in his mind I'm guessing). I saw his leg on the crib so I jumped up and threw Sean in his bed just in time to break Evan's fall. I also was able to reposition him a little so he landed flat on his face instead on his head. Needless to say, Steve lowered the crib and I sat in the room waiting to see if he would try again. He did not. I think it hurt enough to scare him off for trying for awhile but I don't trust him further than I can throw him. I knew we would end up for a jumper sooner or later... Well, as they say, never a dull moment in our house though I wouldn't mind one once in a while.