Today while Carmen slept, David and I snuck out to the porch to enjoy a snack of apples and cucumbers. This was the first time for us to use the toddler table. (The cucumber has a hole in it because I extracted the seeds, which are a little bitter.)
David enjoyed his snack, BUT . . . he kept slipping under the table. Why is that, I asked myself. Carmen sat on the chair for a very long time on Sunday without slipping. Why is David slipping? So I looked under the table. I noticed David's feet were not on the floor, even though they could reach it. Perhaps David did not want his tender little feet touching the rough concrete. So I stuffed a blanket under them while David dipped his snacks in the cup to see . . . I don't know, if they would float? If they tasted better wet? I guess I will have to ask, someday.
Anyway, the blanket felt a little better, but
very soon David was slipping under the table again.
We clearly have something to practice this weekend.
David enjoyed his snack, BUT . . . he kept slipping under the table. Why is that, I asked myself. Carmen sat on the chair for a very long time on Sunday without slipping. Why is David slipping? So I looked under the table. I noticed David's feet were not on the floor, even though they could reach it. Perhaps David did not want his tender little feet touching the rough concrete. So I stuffed a blanket under them while David dipped his snacks in the cup to see . . . I don't know, if they would float? If they tasted better wet? I guess I will have to ask, someday.
Anyway, the blanket felt a little better, but
very soon David was slipping under the table again.
We clearly have something to practice this weekend.
1 comment:
It was all the the above. You gotta test this stuff out. That and gravity needs to be tested hourly. I love your blog!
(Rubysmomjess)
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