This week if anything, is defined by the BB's naughtiness, and his sudden upswing in mischief and pranks. I now suddenly have a store full of tales to tell about all the mischief he does.
On Monday, my little brat, yes that is exactly what he has become now, managed to burn his hand. Yes he did. He put on the iron, and touched the hot front plate. No the burn was not severe, but it happened. At 3+, I thought I can start keeping things the way they are meant to be, in my home, but apparently I am very very mistaken, and the iron has been stowed away, only to be taken out when needed. Each time I saw the blisters on his hand(because I kept his hand dipped in iced water for better part of that day), my heart broke. Because, at the end of the day its my responsibility and I slipped. Also hoping he has learnt his lesson. The poor boy, could not enjoy much at the park for a couple of days, because he could not grip things tightly, and I just could not help kicking myself about it.
Tuesday, I am working in the kitchen, and I suddenly hear distressed cries. I run upstairs at top speed, and I think I reach there just in time. The BB had pulled out all the drawers from the chest that holds his clothes, and it had tilted over towards him due to the shift in the balance of the weight. I cannot tell you, how fortunate I feel that the thing did not topple over on him. Thinking of the sight is causing me to break into a cold sweat this very minute. Little kids are so difficult to manage, and keep safe indeed.
I am on my toes more than ever before now. And have averted any great mis-adventure for the rest of the week. But I do see a general and sudden rise in his physical prowess and a knack to get into trouble. To prove my point, I am leaving you with photo from my living room, just after lunch .......
..... unfortunately, I did not get the best shot, since he was actually standing hands-free. Tell me what is a mother of a super active pre-schooler to do???