The floors in our home are predominantly travertine and hard wood, not exactly kid-friendly, so when Ani has floor time, it's usually on her bedroom floor or on a foam mat in the family room. On Sunday, Alexa wanted to help me shuck corn-on-the-cob, so I placed Ani stomach-down in the middle of the foam mat (it's pretty sizable) and worked with Alexa in the kitchen to have a perfect vantage point of Ani. I made the mistake of taking my eyes off of Ani for probably 30-seconds, and I looked up to find her laying on her back on the travertine. Oops. Thankfully she was still her normal happy self, smiling at the ceiling and not even making a peep as she landed on the hard floor.
It's kind of a bittersweet phase right now, as I'm starting to encounter a lot of experiences that I haven't had since Alexa was a baby five years ago. Right now, Ani is the same age that Granty was when we received the dreaded cancer diagnosis. Granty rolled over very early; he had just turned two months-old when he rolled over for the first time. Unfortunately, his floor time became much more limited after his hospitalization and subsequent insertion of an ng tube, as a wheeled metal pole became his constant companion. As much as I love to see Ani roll around and explore everything she can, it is impossible not to reminisce and wish that Granty could have had those same experiences.
As I laid Ani in bed tonight, I said a little prayer to Granty, making sure he continues to take care of all of us. In very Granty-esque fashion, Ani began flailing her leg wildly - Grant's signature characteristic - despite being in a pretty sound sleep. Maybe Granty will be getting those experiences afterall....just through his little sis.
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| The little Roly Poly...she's always in motion! |
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