My Little Bruiser

Last Sunday we went to a St. Patty's day themed birthday party for Cunningham.The party was great,  but despite being of Irish blood, I wouldn't say Ayden's luck was in full bloom.

In the mere two hours we were there, Ayden managed to bump, trip and fall his way through every inch of Cunningham's house and yard. It didn't help that he decided he no longer wanted to continue to walk (or waddle) his way through life...clearly better to run!!

Look at that face! I am almost embarrassed to post this picture. If it wasn't such a day of realization for me I might not of.

But this sunday was the first day of life with a little boy. Not a baby....a real live boy. A boy who has no fear, poor depth perception, and is perhaps a little top heavy!

Ayden's Comedy of Errors...

The Beer Bin- not too long after arriving, Ayden found himself thoroughly entertained with the large bin full of beer, ice and water. He had bottles to cling, ice to suck on, and cold water to splash in. After 15 or 20 minutes of playing (which is like two hours in toddler years), Ayden decided he needed a very specific bottle of beer and reached to pick it up....to find not only were his little arms too short, but in fact, his head, being bent past the equilibrium point made it quite impossible to straighten himself and thus, he took a head first tumble into the refreshments bin. Yes, feet dangling in the air and all. (for those of you appalled right now picturing a little boy head first in water, do not fret, there were too many bottles to reach the water I was a mere 6 inches away) Instead, Ayden's poor little cheek caught the brunt of the fall on a bottle top leaving a oh so lovely bruise.

Ayden's reaction - stunned........ then tears of shock
Momma's reaction - chuckling...... then comforting

Result - Ayden back to pulling bottles out of the bin

Inclines/Declines - Ayden hasn't quite learned how to navigate inclines and declines. When running down a decline, his momentum tends to get the best of him with the only hope of slowing being a spill. (this brings back memories of learning to ski!) It doesn't help that sometimes, when say a walkway is built on a decline, there may be a small stair thrown in for effect. Being the ripe age of 1, Ayden hasn't yet learned this elusive design technique. So here we have Ayden running far too fast, in fact gaining speed with every step... Dada trailing a few yards behind.... and Momma coming from the side at a full sprint.

Who would hit the deceiving stair first???

Why Ayden of course, but thankfully Momma was close enough to intercept Ayden's last wayward step keeping the damage to a mere arm pull followed by a pirouette.

Ayden's reaction - fear, shock and aw.....then reactionary tears
Momma's reaction - *SIGH*.....then comforting

Result - Ayden takes another go at the ramped walkway. Based on his actions I could only assume his thought process was one of more speed, better lift....similar to that of Keanu Reeves in the movie Speed...the faster you go, the easier it is to make the leap....

My own feet - Ayden finished his hat trick off with a good old fashioned trip over his own feet and
face plant into the pavement move. His first road rash (poor little nose!!) If anyone knows my history, it would be very apropos here to say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree - just wait until there are bikes involved!!

Ayden's reaction - pain and tears
Momma's reaction - lots of soothing and offering of the blankie

Result - Time to go home. We had done enough damage to one little boy head for the day and Gram-e was waiting with dinner.


Is it too soon to assert that he should learn from his mistakes!! =)