Because when you find your child like this on the floor and you left him on the sofa. you do not go a get the camera for a picture.
The other day we were doing the nightly rituals around the house: cleaning the kitchen, watching cartoons, throwing some clothes in the washing machine... you get the picture. Addie and Drew were in the playroom sitting on the sofa. A very cute picture of sweetness that I hope continues for years to come. Addie comes to me and asks for some help finding what else... a Polly Pocket purse! Do you know how small that item is?
So I am off to find the tiniest purse on the face of the earth. I check on Drew and he is on the sofa playing with his paci and rattle. All is good in his world. Addie and I go upstairs find the purse and in about two minutes we are back downstairs. Addie runs back to the sofa and I take some things into the kitchen. When I walk into the playroom, Addie is on the sofa playing with the Polly friends and Drew is on the floor!
I walk into the living room where Kyle is sitting watching TV and ask,
"Why did you put Drew on the floor in the playroom and leave?"
Kyle's reply, "I didn't."
We ask Addie, "Did you pick up Drew and put him on the floor?"
Her reply, "I didn't do it."
(I am sure that will NOT be the last time we hear that statement.)
So needless to say, Drew is mobile now.
He fell off the sofa and did not cry, whimper, or scream.
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