No, I don’t beat my child, but he is getting quite daring! He was “practicing” walking from object to object and fell just perfectly so that he nicked the corner of his eye. As much as I wanted to scoop him up and baby him, I am trying NOT to be that overbearing mommy that makes her son a sissy by oohhing and ahhhing over ever little bump, so I said, “You’re ok, hop up!” Clearly, he wasn’t ok. After, what seemed like forever of the ultimate kid breath hold, he let out a screaming cry. So much so that Keith looked down at him and said you might want to go ahead and pick him up…his eye is bleeding. He had a SMALL amount of blood dripping from his eye. Of course, I felt horrible and scooped him up and gave him some lovin’…I think he cried for 30 minutes and I felt like the worst Mommy in the world for taking the tough love approach.
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