Thursday, June 26, 2008
Yesterday evening as I called Elle to the kitchen for dinner I raised her booster seat to adjust her chair. She came running* in to the kitchen and the timing resulted in Elle running face first in to the seat as I raised the chair behind me (almost drawing my arm back like getting ready to toss a bowling ball).
Elle immediately covered her face with her hands and cried, for all of 15 seconds. I think my reaction is what scared her the most since I was all "oh my God I just hit my child in the face with a chair!" Once she let me peel her hands away, a goose egg raised on the bridge of her nose and a black eye started to turn dark. Every time I look at her face I feel a punch in the gut, a wave of guilt, and even though it was a total accident, I can't help feeling like a craptastic mother.
Elle is totally fine and unless she looks directly in a mirror, is not really aware of the fact she looks like she finished 3 rounds in the octagon with Rampage Jackson and won.
*Elle is a runner. She rarely walks and if she is walking, she probably doesn't want to make you aware she is entering a room. She's sneaky that way.