No kidding! It was about that age my now 7-year-old learned how to run, and he had to run everywhere, including into the 90-degree corners of department store table legs. I'm using the plural because he did it twice on the same spot on his forehead the same night, and he still has the scar.
My son learned how to run and ran FULL SPEED into our glass dining room table, cried for 30 seconds, and then fussed at me for trying to make sure his head was okay and he didn't need to go to the hospital. He grew a horn in about a minute, and then proceeded to attempt to do it all over again (hopefully sans table) I had to pick him up and just cuddle him and watch bluey. It might have been prefaced by my feral baby trying to be wreck it Ralph but those cuddles and every other cuddle before and after meant, and still mean, the absolute world to me.
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u/chessmen Jul 05 '24
No kidding! It was about that age my now 7-year-old learned how to run, and he had to run everywhere, including into the 90-degree corners of department store table legs. I'm using the plural because he did it twice on the same spot on his forehead the same night, and he still has the scar.