As you already know, Mio is quite the risk-taker. Since he started crawling, he was the one with all the bumps on his head or leg, and it just got worse as he started to run. He has always been more curious george not afraid to wander off without Mommy or Daddy. He'll even stare at you while you run after him... which usually ends up with him running into something...
Well over the last two weeks, his curious george status has caused me some anxiety...
Tootles Baptism.The reception was held at a Bar &Grill in the city across the street from Schroeders. To allow the kids some leg room Damoomoo watched them play around the sidewalk in front. He gave a little too much encouragement by letting them run back and forth from the sidewalk to the front...that Mio decides, let me run as far as I can to see if you can catch me...
Needless to say I literally bolted out of my chair and ran after him. If he had not stopped at the end of the sidewalk... he would have been in the middle of the street/alleyway! My heart just raced for a good 30 minutes...
Table meet head...While we stayed at my
Nanay's house over the weekend (without daddy) we had another "Mio incident". Since the boys began staying with my mom she was always concerned over the fact that Nanay has all glass tables in the house (and not a very large space).
Saturday night Mio got a the curious bug and steered away from playing w/ kuya and drew his attention to the hallway table and this porcelain figure. He couldn't reach it at first, so he tried to stretch, still not reaching it, he tried to climb the table! And as soon as I said, "No, Mio! Don't touch!!"... He fell over, with the table and everything on it right on top of him!
I screamed and ran to lift the load, but the glass was too heavy. My mom was there to pull him out from under the glass table top, and I lifted the table "legs" enough to pull his ankles out! He started to bleed from his mouth, which luckily was not as bad as the time he tipped over w/ the stool. He walked away with a bukol on head and scared little heart. (hopefully scared enough not to touch it again!)
That night, all we could think was how lucky he was that the glass didn't shatter, that the porcelain figure (with marble base) didn't break or even hit him during the fall! He was lucky. I truly feel that he has angels watching over him. It reminds me of that Robert Downey, Jr. movie where he has 4 or 5 guardian angels... I forgot the title.
Now, I can't help but be thankful for these little blessings!