Henry sleeps in a toddler bed, which is like a shrunken little version of a regular bed and which is very low to the ground. Elise can climb onto Henry's bed by herself and often does. She stands up on the bed and wobbles around and Husband and I tell her repeatedly "Sit!"-- she now knows that command very well.
On weekday mornings I wake up and take Elise into Henry's room and get Henry dressed for school. Elise plays while I diaper and dress him.
Today, just as I finished velcroing Henry's shoes shut, I turned to see Elise falling over the footboard of Henry's toddler bed. Her head was pointed toward the ground and her feet were directly above her head. What a sight! Then her head hit the ground and her feet flipped along behind it.
Scream. Cry.
Kisses. Cuddles.
And one, "That's why Mommy tells you to sit down on the bed," just for good measure.
Somehow her nose got scraped and a tiny bit bruised in the flip fall. Elise wouldn't even LOOK at the bed all morning and most of the evening.
We're back to standing on the bed now, though.
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