Look Out Below!

As you have probably heard, Addison is walking now, and boy is she moving! I remember my co-workers telling me to be careful what I wished for in hoping she’d start walking soon, and now I know why! I can hardly keep up with her, but boy can she keep up with me.

The other day we were playing in the living room and I took a break to go to the bathroom.

“Daddy has to go to the bathroom.  I’ll be right back”, I said and walked away.

A lot of times she is fine with this.  She may continue playing and then start crawling after me. By the time she makes it into the master bedroom I’ve already finished my business and I’m on my way back.  Not this time.

As I’m standing in the bathroom in a rather.. vulnerable position I hear footsteps. “Ohh no” I think to myself. She’s getting faster.

“Hurry! hurry!” I say to myself.

It’s now a race.  Can I finish before she gets into the bathroom, or will she get into something before I can stop her?

The uneven footsteps of a child start getting closer and closer.

“C’mon. Hurry” I coax myself forward. I know I haven’t had *that* much to drink!

Closer. She’s getting closer.

Suddenly, before I realize whats going on I feel something behind me and Addison pops her head between my legs.

“Whoa!” I yell as I try to move and contort myself in an ungraceful attempt to not pee on my childs head.

“Addison, no please!” I say, standing on one foot and trying to push her back behind me with the other.

She keeps going.

I can just imaging her thinking “What’s that Daddy?” or “Ohh, water! Water is fun!”

“Addison, no!” I attempt to be firm, but how firm can you be in a situation like that?

Finally the torrent stops and I’m able to free my hands to corral her back to safety.  I can’t help but laugh at this point.

“Addison, you can’t do that. Daddy almost peed on your head.” I try to say this without smiling. It’s difficult.

She smiles at me and nods her head like she does when she wants more.

Again I can hear her thoughts “Do it again Daddy. Do it again!”