Where’s my brother?

So Isaac and I were upstairs getting ready to go to the park today and Asher was screaming downstairs when I told Isaac to go give Asher a kiss to make him feel better.  [Asher’s been going through the separation anxiety phase and sometimes all he needs is a little attention to make him stop crying.] So, Isaac went downstairs and I finished putting in my contacts.  I listened to Asher cry the whole time I was upstairs so I was hurrying to get down and soothe him.  I was downstairs less than 45 seconds later.  But that’s all it took for Isaac to drag Asher into the bathroom and close the door.  By the time I got to the bottom step, I heard Asher’s cries muffled and Isaac said, "Where’s my brother" in a sweet voice like he had just invented a new game and he was proud of himself for being so creative…

I ran in the bathroom and rescued Asher from the floor.  I checked all his limbs to make sure Isaac hadn’t dislocated anything… And I didn’t see any scratches (he was laying face down…).  You may have laughed as Randall did when I told him, but it was a scary moment for me.  So the moral of this story is, it’s STILL not okay to leave your 2 and 1/2 year old with your 7 month old alone for a second.

I think I’m going to go rename the blog, A Learning Experience.  Or Take it from Me.  How about, Do as I Say, Not as I Do… Any other suggestions?

3 thoughts on “Where’s my brother?”

  1. Ok, so I laughed…but I can’t leave my two alone either. The other day I left the room and came back to find Hannah pulling a pillow off the couch. I just watched her to see what she was going to do. She did just what I expected…put the pillow on top of Benjamin’s face and laid down on it! Luckily I only left the room for a minute and came back to see what was about to happen!

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