With walking comes falling. With falling comes bumps and bruises. On occasion it also comes with bleeding. Cian bit his lip when he fell this evening. Not a terribly serious injury but it hurt. It also scared him and worried us until we could see that it was a pretty superficial injury in spite of having drawn blood
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I remember ds1 was also a climber long before he walked. The good news is that he mastered climbing the things that used to scare us so we now feel mostly comfortable about them, but he has moved on to bigger, taller, scarier things.
During our last visit to Toronto, we went to a playground in our old neighbourhood for a playdate. At one point, I was carrying ds2 on my chest, following ds1 around as he climbed and ran up and down all the usual structures... and then he spotted the big kids' free-standing tall (10'?) steep spiral slide and immediately started to climb. I couldn't pull him off with the baby on my chest, and I was holding him trying to persuade him to climb down. A woman volunteered to spot him for me, as her granddaughter was contentedly making sand castles.
ds1 did just fine, climbing the tall ladder with the far-spread rungs, no guardrails and open platform at the top, and the steep spiral slide. I don't know whether I breathed the whole time. Glad I was at the bottom to catch him, it's a high drop, plus he must he was keeling over, fortunately the slide itself had very high sides. I was also able to block some big kids from climbing up the bottom and from jumping the gun and sliding down before ds1 had cleared the bottom.
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