On Monday 8 September 2008, poor Audrey got her first skinned knees. And boy was she miserable. She wanted to walk with me to the mailbox, which is about 4 houses up the sidewalk, but she didn't have any shoes on. Our sidewalks are really quite clean, so I said that was fine as long as she was careful. And she was. Then on our way back to the house, she wanted to run down the hill, so I told her that running down the hill was not a good idea with bare feet because she could really stub her toes if she wasn't careful. She said she would be careful and off she went. Again, she was really careful, until she was at our house, when she turned around and was saying, See Mommy, I was careful, and wham down she went. Two skinned knees, a stubbed toe and a skinned top of foot later...
Poor Audrey was beside herself. She cried for probably an hour (I wish I was exaggerating) and the rest of the evening she was close to tears. She wouldn't walk on her legs because she didn't want to straighten her knees and I had a hard time evening washing them off because she wouldn't take her hands off of them.
Several days and a few nice scabs later, things were going well at Gymboree yesterday. She was trying to actually go across the monkey bars, but then thought better of it and dropped back onto the ladder. She landed on bottom rung of the ladder. Right, on the bottom of her foot and has been limping ever since. After her fall, I offered to take her home and she would hear none of it, she wanted to play. She tried crawling, but that hurt her skinned knees, so she is doing this funny little limp to get around and also asking us to carry her a lot.
1 comment:
Awww, sorry Audrey. I know that was very painful but you will learn that skinned knees are sometimes like a trophy for being an active, playful child.
xoxo Grandma in Seattle
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