So finally a Saturday that both was fun and productive.
Today we got home from church and decided to have fondue for dinner. The baby was asleep when we got home but as soon as we were going to start to prep everything he woke up. David and I were busy getting things ready so we brought his swing to the kitchen so we could have our hands free and we could have him there with us .David strapped him in and turned it on. Baby David loves his swing. He sits there and watches the little toys on there spin . He is a little explorer now though and he likes to sit up and move around once in a while. Also he reaches for EVERYTHING doesn't matter if it next to him, on the floor, a few feet away he reaches for it. As you can see from his pictures he's packing some weight. He's out grown this swing, but he and we love it so much we still like to have him be on there. It's like a Lazy Boy for babies... OK so today he is on the swing and he reached for something on the chair next to him, and down he went, I heard a small thump, and we both leaped to get him. My heart dropped, my baby cried, and I started to shake. I felt like the worst mother in the world. His first fall !I thought I was going to die. Fortunately since he was half strapped to the swing it wasn't that bad because his whole weight didn't go down with him. But boy did we learn our lesson, not only to strap him in correctly, but to finally get rid of that swing.
I wanted so badly to blame David for not strapping him in but I do it too, it could have easily have happened when I had done it, but because his legs are so chubby one side is too tight and we haven't been able to adjust it we thought it was okay. Now we know. Thinking about it now makes my heart and head hurt all over again thinking of my little guy crying, but I guess it had to happen some time. Now we just know to be MORE careful and that these things happen but you have to prevent as much as you can.
The great thing about my little guy is that he's a tough guy, he just cried a little, we put some ice on his head and within 5 mins he was happy again, and so were we. We enjoyed our fondue and enjoyed the rest of our Sunday...with no more mishaps...for now. (knocking on wood)
Excuse all the pics...all from phone
Making his happy face because he loves it!
My Crack
Oh yeah we saw this little beauty drive right by us.... David drooled a little.
My gordito, after the bang up, red mark on the left part of his forehead.
It was delicious...I don't have fancy photo skills to make it look as good as it was.
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