Mommy's on the Mend

Day 128:

A funny story as to the start of your day, Son.  This morning while getting you into your car seat and preparing to head out for the day, I'd laid you carefully in your seat to a glow of smiles; which is not always the case when loading the car seat...  While buckling the harness system in the chair, the plastic clip which clicks together across the center of your chest was first on the list of attachments... While I adjusted the straps and slid the clips in place, you suddenly jerked your hands toward the direction of the clip and the very tip of one of your fingers got just barely pinched between the clicking vice.   If we ran this scenario again, 100 times out of 100 your little digits would come nowhere close to ending up in this clamp, though on this occasion, "CLICK!"  

I saw it happen but it was so quick and so brief that I had a full second to figure out if in fact you'd been caught... That is, a full second before your wide, bright blue eyes turned downward, your bottom lip puckered outward, and a shrill cry came emanating from your tiny lungs... I mean to tell you, it was as though you'd just been hit with a cattle prod!

The look on your face was absolutely heart tearing... Just such surprise and sadness, and then "WHAAAAAAAA!!!!"  Part of me wanted to stand there staring at you, heart broken at what I'd just witnessed and so touched by how absolutely adorable your little reaction was... The other part of me wanted to take the pain away and see you smiling again, so predictably I picked you back up and began to dance around the room with you, singing that same silly song I always sing.

Fortunately my plan worked!  In a minute you'd forgotten about the pain in your finger and were all to happy to hear a song and swing and dance.  I reckon you get that bit from your old-man, Boy'O.

Otherwise the news of the day was good... Mommy's fever broke and she was able to make it to the Doctor on her own accord this morning.  Turns out she has a sinus infection so it's nothing contagious...  Still a bummer that she's sick, bit at least she can't transfer anything on to you.  And of course her day was made when she knew that she could hold you again...

I suppose that about sums it up, Son.  Another Thursday in the books.  I foresee a good night's rest in my future.  Provided there's one in yours...

Love you, Lion Heart...
-Dad