Thursday, June 7, 2007

Watch out Sophie!

It did look funny, but man, it must of hurt.
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I’ve managed to teach Sophie how to kick a ball around in the lounge. She now runs up and gives the ball a good kicking and then watches it race away with a big grin plastered all over her face. This morning though was different, Sophie looked like she was in a sprinting race when she booted it across the room, but instead of looking up to see where the ball went – this time she just kept on running…and staring at her feet the entire time. I was just about to yell out "Watch out Sophie!" when BANG! – she ran head first into the wall and bounced straight back and landed square on her backside...and you know she’s in pain when she appears to be screaming, but there’s no sounds coming out of her mouth at all…it takes her a good 10 seconds to wind up and then POW! - she lets it rip.
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Daddy prentending Sophie is in a James Bond movie..."turn around real quick and point at me Sophie"

The photo doesn't show up all her bruises, but you can certainly see a couple of them..
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So, after lots of cuddles and tears, I took her off to the indoor sports centre where we went for the combined 1st birthday a couple of weeks ago. Sophie was on cloud nine and got to run around, kick balls, jump up and down, play on cool toys, and all without any fear of solid walls or hard ground anywhere...the place is almost child proof…almost, there are a couple of big old Tonka trucks lying around in there – and yip, you guessed it, Sophie went running past one of the Trucks at full pace, tripped up and went flying head first, right into the side of it.

The poor thing is now sporting lumps, bumps and bruises all over her face and I’m sure the staff at Subway looked twice at me when I took her in for a sneaky sandwich this afternoon too…

Let’s hope tomorrow’s outing with daddy is less painful.

Brad

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