The Art of Observation
[as seen through the eyes of Mommy Leila]
I walk through the door, greeted by Baby, who tells me, "HOT!"
My sister fills me in: she just got over a long and hysterical cry because she burned herself.
My eyes are assessing the child in alarm. "Where?"
My sister picks the two year old up with a shrug. "We don't know. She won't tell us. We looked but can't find anything."
"The humidifier?"
"Yep."
"She fell?"
"Probably. I don't know."
***
See, our house is not baby-proofed. In fact, there is no way to actually make the house baby-proof. Not with six adults living in it. There's nowhere to put...everything.
We have a humidifier and I was concerned, but actually, Baby has been very good about it. We showed it to her, let her touch the steam, and she recoiled, yelling, "HOT!" She walks around it in a wide arc, expertly avoiding danger.
Hence, my suspicion that an out-of-her-control fall caused a burn.
***
I eye Baby carefully. "Owwie? Owwie where?"
She cries a little and squirms. "HOT!"
Poor baby.
I'm still having a hard time believing neither my sister nor my mother can figure out where she's hurt after having "looked" for it.
Baby cries louder now. "Owwie...owwie...hot." I see her little stubby hand reach down.
"It's her foot," I say.
My sister pulls her sock off to reveal a huge spreading blister on the top of her foot. T______T
POOR THING.
(But really? You couldn't figure that out on your own? I think)
She's totally calm, watching a movie with her foot in a bowl of cool water.
I've deduced that she fell from a footstool somewhat near the humidifier facedown, with her foot over the business end, thus burning the top portion (and not the bottom) of it.
That girl cannot get a break. She's mostly recovered from her spinal surgery. It was still giving her pain not long ago and the newly-grown skin continues to agitate her ("ITCHY...") and the surgery was 8 months ago. I think she's got a tolerance for pain now. When I told her to be careful with it because it'll hurt her worse if she moves too much, she got this scared look on her face like she knew she was going to be hurting for a long time and was once again doomed to having to "be still."
T______T
I walk through the door, greeted by Baby, who tells me, "HOT!"
My sister fills me in: she just got over a long and hysterical cry because she burned herself.
My eyes are assessing the child in alarm. "Where?"
My sister picks the two year old up with a shrug. "We don't know. She won't tell us. We looked but can't find anything."
"The humidifier?"
"Yep."
"She fell?"
"Probably. I don't know."
***
See, our house is not baby-proofed. In fact, there is no way to actually make the house baby-proof. Not with six adults living in it. There's nowhere to put...everything.
We have a humidifier and I was concerned, but actually, Baby has been very good about it. We showed it to her, let her touch the steam, and she recoiled, yelling, "HOT!" She walks around it in a wide arc, expertly avoiding danger.
Hence, my suspicion that an out-of-her-control fall caused a burn.
***
I eye Baby carefully. "Owwie? Owwie where?"
She cries a little and squirms. "HOT!"
Poor baby.
I'm still having a hard time believing neither my sister nor my mother can figure out where she's hurt after having "looked" for it.
Baby cries louder now. "Owwie...owwie...hot." I see her little stubby hand reach down.
"It's her foot," I say.
My sister pulls her sock off to reveal a huge spreading blister on the top of her foot. T______T
POOR THING.
(But really? You couldn't figure that out on your own? I think)
She's totally calm, watching a movie with her foot in a bowl of cool water.
I've deduced that she fell from a footstool somewhat near the humidifier facedown, with her foot over the business end, thus burning the top portion (and not the bottom) of it.
That girl cannot get a break. She's mostly recovered from her spinal surgery. It was still giving her pain not long ago and the newly-grown skin continues to agitate her ("ITCHY...") and the surgery was 8 months ago. I think she's got a tolerance for pain now. When I told her to be careful with it because it'll hurt her worse if she moves too much, she got this scared look on her face like she knew she was going to be hurting for a long time and was once again doomed to having to "be still."
T______T