Yesterday I left him playing in his room whilst I used the bathroom. When I returned he was missing, which was strange as the safety gate was shut across his bedroom door. Then I heard a bang and a yelp, and pulling back the wardrobe door I found him wedged between the first and second shelves, well and truly stuck.
A short while later I was sat, here, typing on the computer when Zack cried out, clearly panicked. I looked up to see him stood with a bucket wedged over his face, the handle hooked round the back of his head. Oh dear...
Yesterday's 'Trilogy of Horrors' was complete when Zack decided to play his favourite game of throwing toys up in the air. Unfortunately, on this occasion he chose to substitute the normal stuffed teddy for a hard wooden zebra. Which he caught with his face.
I wasn't entirely surprised when my mum informed me today that he had thrown himself backwards and cut the top of his head on her fireplace. A nasty cut but luckily no need for stitches and no signs of concussion. *Sighs*
Zack could well turn out to be a Proper Boy: all adventures, excitement,
danger and injuries. Which is great. But it is also scary.
Fortunately, I can take comfort in my comparisons of Zack to his Auntie Hayley: she takes great pride in the fact that out of me and my siblings, she is the only one to have never visited Accident & Emergency. As she says:
"I am clumsy and tough in equal measure"
Here's hoping my dangerous boy has inherited that toughness too!
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