The other day Leon fell of his bed. He was jumping on it. I have told him before not to jump but of course on this day I was trying to be the free spirit mom. I mean who doesn't love to jump on their bed? Isn't that the all time kid favorite?
Once I was over a friend's house and Leon joined her kids in jumping on the couch. I told him to stop and she said, "oh it's ok I let them jump on the couch.". Awkward. On one hand I admired her free spirit
and her kids seemed really happy. On the other hand I couldn't let Leon jump on the couch at her house because he is not allowed to do it at home, mostly because if he falls he will hurt himself.
After seeing him (and hearing the crack....sounded like he split open his...can't even say it w/o having shivers) post fall, I've decided that I'd rather be the "don't jump on the couch" and "don't run near the pool" etc mom than the one explaining that the huge egg is from falling out of the bed.
Ps. I took the pic only so I could show Leon what his forehead looked like and why it was important to let me put ice on it. That didn't work.
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