Jack was in a surprisingly cranky mood yesterday. It was strange. We don’t deal with sour moods very often, so when they do come around I am like ‘who is this whiney child? his mother should really come pick him up’.
Despite sleeping over 12 hours on Saturday night and taking a cat nap mid-morning, he was still just cranky….growth spurt and/or teething I suspect. Man I figured with 6 teeth and at a whopping 2′-6″ or so, we had reached full growth. What is with all this growth spurt shit? Dumb.
I tried to entertain him as best I could. You know what really helps a cranky child? Tumbling down the stairs. Works every time. Yep. It all happened in super slow motion. I have been so anal about keeping the gate on top of the stairs closed. I of course want to lay blame everywhere else…so let’s blame the dogs this time. Jack has been rushing towards things as of late. He isn’t quite running, but the little dude is FAST!!!. So fast. Blink of an eye he has your phone in the bathroom and you are dashing and praying the lid is closed on the toilet. So I was literally 5 feet away, but saw him make a mad dash towards the stairs. In the time it took me to run towards him he had already turned and scooted down the first two steps.
I was saying Baby be careful, but he saw me rushing toward him so with a grin on his face started to hurry. We have a pretty sharp turn at the top of our stairs. It is like two normal stairs then a 15 degree step then a 45 degree step, etc. into a 90 degree turn. Wanted to give you specifics. So while the first two steps are easy, the next two are death on a stick. Of course those are the two he decided to rush down and of course, he was at the narrow end of them. So tumble he did, right before my eyes. I just saw his tiny little body roll and flip. Pretty sure he did like 800 flips in my imagination….also I think he bashed his head like 40 times according to my brain.
In reality he didn’t roll far, fortunately. He was pretty freaked out, but after I picked him up and he got a good scream out, he settled down and then you know what he did? He did the whole scoot down lean over, signaling he wanted down. So I put him on his feet and he smiled and walked off. Like it was scary, but then he realized it was fun. It was like the tumble temporarily removed the cranky right out of him.
Meanwhile my hands were shaking and I was like looking in his ears and under each fingernail for any signs of blood. That little effer is a daredevil. I think I am seriously in for it.