When my oldest son was about 3ish, he had tossed a tiny little rabbit (toy rabbit - he doesn't throw real bunnies) up in our living room and it conveniently landed on a swag hanging over the entry door to the room. He quickly assessed the situation and formulated a brilliant plan.
1. Stand on the back of the couch (perpendicular to said door & around 6-7' away)
2. Hold strings to the shades at the window behind the couch
3. Go to far end of couch (even more feet away from swag over door)
4. Run along back of couch and swing (Tarzan-style) over to the swag and rescue little rabbit
Sadly, his mother walked into the room just before step #4 commenced (or maybe it would have been sadder had I not). Needless to say, there was no Tarzan yell or wild swing in the living room that day. I was kind enough to rescue the rabbit, so everyone was safe and sound.
5 comments:
That is funny. It could have been worse. I hope you wrote this down for him.
Well, that's part of the reason it's on my blog - I don't know that I've written it anywhere else. Can you imagine if I hadn't walked into the room? For one, the shades would've flown off the window frame, and two, my son would've crashed on the floor (hopefully far from the shades!).
Moms always ruin all the fun!
I know - I'm such a spoil sport! LOL! :-D
Oh how we (moms) opt for the Rollercoaster Ride!! Mom pat yourself on the back...another save :) You changed your picture. You look nice :)
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