When he roller blades.
When he runs around the house.
When he’s using scissors.
Practically just about everything he does. Well, except when he gives me a hug. That’s just pure joy.
But why is it that everytime I tell him to slow down, watch out, be careful, don’t do that, or any other expression that might keep him from a quick trip to the emergency room, my husband tells me to relax. It’s like he doesn’t even care.
Now granted, we haven’t had to make any trips to the emergency room, yet. Knock on wood. So am I just being too cautious? My husband says that our son needs to bump his head or scrape his knee a couple times to have the experience. I can’t even type that without getting nervous.
So which one of us is right? It’s not as though I want to wrap him in bubble wrap, I just want to be cautious. But should I let him get a couple bumps and bruises? Will be be better off if he needs a bandaid or two at the end of the day?
I don’t know, what do you think?