Conni didn't want to finish her dinner tonight. The only problem was all she had really eaten was the cheese that went on her mashed potatoes. So we were the mean parents and told her she had to eat something else. As you probably guessed it, the tantrum ensued.
Conni pushed herself quickly back from the table (as she does most every night). We have tried to warn her to be careful or she will tip over, but she still does it. Tonight, however, the chair caught in the grout and backwards she went. The poor girl smacked her head HARD on the tile.
Dave and I starting moving as we saw her tip, but she was still buckled into her booster seat. I got her out and scooped her into my arms and headed straight for her blanket and our cuddle chair. (I'm such a coddling mom!) With some loves and kisses and a sippy of milk, we got her settled down. Then Daddy suggested some comfort ice cream.
While Dave was scooping the ice cream, Conni brought her Ernie doll from Sesame Street into the kitchen. We watched to see what she would do: she took Ernie to the spot where she tipped and smacked her head and jabbered to him. About all we understood was "crash" and "cry" and then she kissed his head. I'm sure she was telling him, "Trust me Ernie, if you aren't careful you will crash and hurt your head and it will make you cry." So cute!