With a commanding “Lauren” there is never a doubt when LP wants to attempt something by herself. The steps on our back patio were no exception and she has been scaling up and down them on her own now for about a month. Apparently just walking up and down the steps is no longer enough of a challenge so this past Wednesday Lauren decided to drag her plastic dog Frito up and down them with her. At first, I was very apprehensive about her doing this but she was very insistent and was quite successful at it – under my very close watch…unfortunately it wasn’t close enough. After about an hour of conquering the steps over and over again with Frito in her arms she finally took a tumble down the bottom step. It all happened in slow motion. I’m sure she had to be tired and this particular time she didn’t get her left foot lifted quite high enough so the rubber tip of her sandal caught the concrete and down she came. I lunged to get her but wasn’t fast enough. She never let go of Frito so the first thing to hit the patio was her poor little nose – followed by her forehead. I was certain there was major injury – who could survive that fall without serious marks?! I’m sure my response didn’t help matters – as Lauren started to cry I whisked her inside, holding her close to my chest afraid to survey the damage. Once inside we went straight to the bathroom so I could wash her booboos and what do you know – there was just the tiniest bit of blood right under her nose. And while she did scuff up her nose in a few different places, I was honestly expecting it to be so much worse. After about 10 seconds of showering Lauren with kisses on every single part of her body that she said hurt – I really don’t think she hurt her toes or hair but I humored her, she was still crying. Since the kisses didn’t seem to work fast enough for me, I resorted to bribery.
“Would you like to put medicine on your booboo?”
I asked. LP instantly stopped crying and politely answered, “Yes.”
I asked Lauren what hurt and her response was one simple word, “Nose.”
Once we got her nose cleaned with peroxide, Lauren was very pleased to learn that we had “special medicine” for this type of booboo – Neosporin.
As soon as we were all doctored up, Lauren’s only request was, “Outside.”
I’m so proud of her not letting a little fall scare her off from trying new things…but there are definitely times I wish she was a little less fearless. Here is a picture of Lauren after her topple down the steps.