Possess(ed)ions

Part of my job as a stay at home dad and professional day care provider is to administer risk management for young beings who seem determined to seek out any and all risky activity. From jumping off the arm of the couch, to standing on the seat of the tricycle, Amelia and Zach are lucky that Mr. Steve has a strong heart and quick reflexes. With Zach getting his land legs about him, I have been especially mindful of his surroundings so as to avoid the falls which could leave a lasting impression, so to speak. A hazard that neither of us could have foreseen, though, was the rattle hoop bear Zach was carrying around the living room this morning. Anyone beholding of this benevolent little toy consisting of a fluffy little teddy clinging to a clear plastic loop with tiny balls inside would think it impossible to injure oneself upon. The bear's smile alone seems to say, "I'll be your bear-y best friend from birth to 18 months." That same cuddly bear showed its claws today.

Let me preface by saying that Zach is a very skilled walker and has taken great metaphoric leaps and bounds steadying himself on this big spinning hunk of rock we call Earth. The only difficulty he seems to face comes whenever he's compelled to make sudden sharp turns, which, at his age, turns out to be every minute or so. Such was the instance today as he was holding the aforementioned toy. As he was falling, his arm shot up to brace himself and the bear got sandwiched between poor Zach's cheek and the living room carpet. Elijah and Amelia immediately rushed to his aid rubbing his back and asking if he was alright; to which he replied he was.

One must always carefully consider their possessions that those things may eventually turn against them. Even in the 0-18mo appropriate range. Choose wisely, friends.

Fancifully fancy free weekend.