Poor Baby

Lyla has taken a couple big falls now that she can move around. On our way home from Utah she fell out of the stroller in the airport. She leaned over the edge and landed on her head right when I let go to fill up her bottle. A huge welt popped up on her forehead almost immediately and she cried so hard. It scared me to death. I think that may be the only time I will ever be grateful for a delayed flight!

We often leave the back door open when we go outside on the deck. Lyla will usually crawl over and sit on the edge to look out. One morning Patrick left the door open while he went to put his stuff in the car. He said he watched her crawling as fast as she could to get to the door, but this time she didn't stop. She flew right over the edge and face planted on the concrete. She scraped up her knuckles and ended up with a big scab on her nose. I guess she was worried he was going to close the door before she got there!


The other day after getting groceries I tried to take Lyla out of the cart, but she was stuck.  I looked down and realized she had put her foot through one of the small bars.  She started screaming and I could not get her foot to come out.  I started thinking about who I could call or who I could get to help me.  I finally realized that I was the mom and better figure it out!  After twisting it around for a few minutes it finally slipped out.  Fortunately she was fine and it didn't seem to bother her after that.  Hopefully we don't have any big emergencies because I don't seem to react very quickly!