Declan went to daycare today. Kelly and I were watching Declan getting on all fours when we saw him loose it and go face first into the hardwood. We both froze and waited for tears...and nothin'. Kid is getting tough. He had a nice red spot on his forehead but it was gone before Daddy picked him up at the end of the day.
Then...the bed...
Daddy brought D home from daycare and as per routine sat him down on our bed while he was putting things away. He was standing at the end of the bed looking down and just as he looked up he saw "The Fall". Daddy watched what seemed slow motion, Declan's head and one arm sliding of the side of the bed, then just at his head slipped off his little body did a flip over and he managed to land on the floor on his backside and even kept his head up from hitting the floor. Daddy ran over and just stood over him in anticipation of the tears...and yes they came. First shock and then the loudest cry and the tears. Daddy had to comfort him. Poor Declan, poor Daddy. There were sniffles and whines and it went on for about 10 minutes and then he was fine. When I got home from work I wouldn't have even known if Daddy didn't tell the story. The Muffin Man is getting tough.
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