Unfortunately, Naomi's penchant for dress-ups sometimes leads her into danger. Today, I heard her coming down the stairs. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of a slip followed by a fall. I went running and found her crying on the landing. In these instances, she's often master of the obvious: "I fell down the stairs!"
I determined that although she hit her head and some other spots, she was in general okay, thank God.
The kicker, though, came later. We were in the car and this conversation happened:
H: Naomi, I did tell you earlier that it wasn't a good idea to go down the stairs like a lamb.
N: But I was being a lamb.
Me: Umm...Naomi, were you going down the stairs on all fours?
N: Yes. That's how lambs go down stairs.
Me: Naomi, that's very dangerous. Even when you're being a lamb, please go down the stairs the regular way!
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