The Banana Peel Incident

Do you ever lose the wish to just wrap your kid in bubble wrap and protect him from all the hurts of the world? Daniel took the biggest pratfall I have ever seen today... if he had been auditioning for a Marx Brothers movie he couldn't have done it better. Thank goodness he was on the carpet, and somehow managed to miss all the table and chair legs. This joins the ranks of all the usual bumps and bruises an 11-month-old can accumulate. As well as the odd assortment of things that Mommy or Daddy can perpetrate... although I am told that making them bleed the first time you try to cut their fingernails is pretty standard fare. We still can't trim his nails unless he is pretty soundly asleep. Sigh. I think I better get used to this.

The cuteness factor jumped to a Plus-Ten later today at CVS, however. Daniel has picked up something that sounds remarkably like hello ("Hew-oh"). So much so, that as I was paying at the register he looked up at the clerk, said hello, and she smiled and said hello right back to him. And I heard all the Pharmacy techs in the back chuckling and saying "how cute." I may have an 11-month-old flirt on my hands...