I've always been one to laugh at the movie scene when the dad trips on a skateboard, falls on his back, then yells at his child for leaving it out.
But, I was always skeptical that such a scene would really play out in real life. First of all, wouldn't the dad see the skateboard? If not, he'd surely be nimble enough to catch himself. And, even if he did fall, it wouldn't hurt so bad he'd want to scream at his kid, right?
As a father of a one-year old, I can tell you Hollywood's depiction is pretty accurate here. My son, Lucas, isn't old enough for a skateboard, but I've found his toys can be just as dangerous.
He typically carries small items around with him as he traipses around the house. Things like my shoes, a small cardboard book, a toy tool set. Placed in the right spot, these can be as dangerous as a bouncing Betty.
FYI: the right spot is between mom and dad's bed and the bathroom. A few weeks ago, I tripped right over one of his little landmines and fell face first on my way to the bathroom. I guess Hollywood did miss one thing: rather than get mad at him, I yelled at my wife for not picking it up. She just laughed. Luckily I wasn't hurt.
Last week, Lucas strolled into the living room, and I noticed half his arm was wet. My wife had no idea how it happened. Hmmm….I sort of just shrugged it off. Later that day, I noticed I hadn't seen my cell phone in about three hours. I couldn't find it, so I tried calling it, no response. Like the bumbling dad in the movie, I wasn't concerned and said it will turn up.
While many of you have already solved this little mystery, I hadn't. I finally figured it out when the urge to use the restroom hit me. Upon lifting the lid, there was my cell phone, like a little submarine at the bottom of the toilet.
He turns 16 months on Feb. 20. Every day, I'm amazed at how fast, sneaky and entertaining he is. I only hope his mom can keep a step ahead of him. As you can see, he's already bested dad twice.
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