Goose Egg

Deja vu' at its worst...

Last summer I kept Kayden and Cameron at my house while I was out for summer break.  About a week or so into the summer, I went to the restroom (literally gone for about a minute) and heard this strange "bump-thud."  I knew it wasn't good as soon as I heard it...then came the crying.  Kayden had decided Cameron wanted to sit on the couch, and since he was only 9 months old at the time, he of course crawled right off the couch, head first.  Big goose egg, I mean big.  I called his mom, my mom, the pediatrician, the works.  He ended up being okay, and Kayden was never to lift him again...

Fast-forward to today, one summer later, and we have added Sam to the lineup for a total of 5 boys in the house all summer.  Some are swimming with friends, one is napping, and I am down to just Kayden and Sam.  I run to the bathroom for just a second and hear a familiar "bump-thud," run like mad, pulling pants up along the way, to find a familiar scene.  Just like before, Kayden put Sam up on the couch, and of course he crawled off, head first, and looked like this:

Awesome.  Kayden is on baby restriction FOREVER, and I'm never going to the bathroom again.