Lesson #141: Parenting is Hard on The Knees

The other day I fell over a baby gate attempting to climb over it and get into the next room. Yup, smack! Right on my knees. I assure you it was no laughing matter, however it must have looked great because my cousin wouldn’t stop laughing.

Since my knees are now all beat up, I notice every time I use them or am on them: giving Mila a bath, rocking her to sleep, sitting her on my lap and trott-trott-trotting, crawling on the floor chasing her, kneeling down to play with her, and so on, you get the picture.

What IS She Doing?

June 23, 2012.

Our little family was gathered at a friend’s new house, sitting in her backyard, chatting. Mila wanted down, and figuring there wasn’t anything she could really hurt herself on or get into, I let her go.

I guess the grass was fairly new to her or maybe this was different from what we had at home. We couldn’t help but laugh as we watched her walk/crawl/something around the backyard. She wouldn’t put her knees down on the grass and instead crawled around on her hands and feet with her legs slightly bent. It was a sight to be seen!

11 months, 9 days

This was also the day Dan came up with the idea of mass producing and selling baby knee pads, (then babies could crawl ANYWHERE, yay!). I don’t know what he’s thinking most times.