Danger Baby

Oh Greyson, when did you become Danger Baby?

You fell out of your crib. The birthing ball and mommy were there to catch you, but it was still scary wasn't it? You discovered the night light and the outlet in the hallway as you were crawling by. You stumbled upon a treasure trove of dangers in the bottom drawer of the guest bathroom. You can stand up in your bathtub, and you are breaking my heart every day. Stay little, stay safe, stay my tiny baby.

Remember when I could leave you dozing on the couch for an hour while I did dishes? Remember how you could lay on the bed and play with your toys on the play mat while I checked email? Remember when I could get my chores done during your many naps throughout the day? Remember when you loved diaper time and had no choice but to lay there and smile at me? Now you're my crawling, standing, mouthing, investigating, eating, babbling little Goose. Slow down, danger baby!