I am amazed everyday at the new things you are learning in your 17 months and how quickly you are picking up your father and mines personality traits (I’m still debating whether this is a good or a bad thing considering we both have stubborn streaks a mile long). However, I have a small request from you. While I understand that you have two molars coming in and they hurt like hell…..I still will not allow you to swan dive off the couch onto the hardwood floor.
Yes, I know this is not the answer you wanted or expected but I would much rather have a child angry for a few minutes until you forget about it and move on then have to take you and your cracked skull to the ER and try to explain that you did it to yourself and I’m not a child abuser. So please, maybe cut down on the constant couch climbing and attempted Jackass stunts to maybe….I don’t know….three times? It’s cute and adorable before that. I promise to continue letting you steal my half eaten apples and eat all my yogurt except the few bites I sneak for myself when you aren’t looking. Just please, for me, stop actively trying to kill yourself.