No, we don't beat our kids. This particular bonk happened at our apartment. Poor kid had no way to have fun at that place without getting hurt. Lots of wood floors and furniture with sharp corners. Bad news for a wiggly boy. We'd warned him over and over that if he jumped on the couch he might fall and smack his head on the corner of the coffee table. And finally he did. This, is the result of a "bumper" (one of those big balloons with an elastic on the end) hitting our new ceiling fan light. 
Again, after several warnings of, "Tate, don't hit that balloon in here. If you hit those lights they could break," it finally happened. Twice actually. The first time it smacked the light and part of the glass dome fell down. And then the next day, while the relief society president was visiting us with her little daughter, they were bouncing it (My bad this time. Why didn't I just throw the balloon away?) and it smacked a light bulb which exploded and glass showered us all. Shattered glass all over the room. Luckily no one was cut. Good times. Lessons learned. No more bumpers in this house. The ceilings are much lower than they were in our Houston house.
Again, after several warnings of, "Tate, don't hit that balloon in here. If you hit those lights they could break," it finally happened. Twice actually. The first time it smacked the light and part of the glass dome fell down. And then the next day, while the relief society president was visiting us with her little daughter, they were bouncing it (My bad this time. Why didn't I just throw the balloon away?) and it smacked a light bulb which exploded and glass showered us all. Shattered glass all over the room. Luckily no one was cut. Good times. Lessons learned. No more bumpers in this house. The ceilings are much lower than they were in our Houston house.
2 comments:
Welcome to the world of boys. They can't resist throwing or bouncing any spherical object, rocks included. Watch out for the basement windows. At least he can play outside without getting bit.
But he sure is a cute, wiggly boy. When I first saw the picture, I thought he had broken 2 of the fan blades off...
I know what you mean though, there are some things (like markers & crayons) that are just not allowed in my house anymore. Sad. But you can only say "if you do it one more time.." so many times, right?!?! ;-)
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