I was in the park today with Mummy and Daddy and even though I was having fun, I also feel a bit sad and keep asking where Uncle 
I hope it is a passing phase though because I don't really like having mood swings, especially since it is coupled with getting clumsy. I think I might be growing (hard to tell from inside) and I no longer know where all of my bits are. I have fallen over a fair bit, like yesterday when I face planted while riding the back roller and put a tooth through my lip. Or today when I skinned a knee in the park. Meh, a little bleeding never killed anyone, you need a lot of bleeding for that. Daddy cleaned it up though.
These days, nearly everything is padded and one really has to work to get hurt in public spaces. Children that don't cry are much easier for parents to deal with as they don't interrupt smart phone viewing as much but, a little bit of pain is a good teacher as is a little bit of trust to take responsibility. So far, Mummy and Daddy have done a pretty good job of letting me fail a bit and, trusting me to do some things by myself. I haven't broken too much - yet.
After the most recent hospital visit though they tend to watch me a little more closely than before but, I feel that they might be relaxing their eyes a little more than a few weeks ago. This is a good thing as they get to rest and, I get to explore unhindered by their prying eyes and parental safety mechanisms. Good times.
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Smallsteps
Oh, the picture is of Uncle