My New Sport

Let me just start out by saying that CB is small for her age.  Not worryingly small.  She's a bit over a year and still wears nine month clothes (six month in some brands).  On top of that, of her body I mean, her head is just a little big for her age, seventieth percentile or so.  Her legs also look a little short for her body (I'm sure her diaper isn't doing her any favors in that department).  So when I say that she looks kind of funny walking now, it's not me being a mean father, it's that she really does look like a short-legged bobble-head with its hands to its chest (like how a chimp walks).

Now, we're spending a little time here at Grandma's house, who also lives close to Great Grandma, and CB has decided recently (we're talking the last couple of weeks) that crawling is old news.  We entered her in the crawling diaper derby, in which there were three heats for her to compete and she won, and I think the victory got to her head, because soon thereafter (I think the next day) she learned how to stand up without the use of anything.  That's right, CB has learned to pick that huge melon up onto her toothpick body without anything to help balance it.

What does this mean?  Well, it means that my wife and I have taken up a new sport.  We're calling it, "Run Really Fast and Catch CB Before She Falls or Goes Somewhere that will Inevitably Lead to a Hospital Visit;" it's a working name.  Thus far she's fallen down the stairs once (I wasn't present, we're pinning that one on everyone upstairs at the time), constantly trips on stuff (though that doesn't make us lose points), and last night she tripped and plowed right into Great Grandma's banister.  So, this morning, she has a great big purple bruise one her cheek.  The saddest part of it all though, is that even with the clear and present danger, I can't help but chuckle when I see her walk (and to be honest, trip), because she looks like an orangutan (short legs, raised hands, and all) who's had a few too many.  I'm going to go and ask God for forgiveness, if you'd pray for me (and for CB), that'd be great.