Just the right height...

Kenzie is now bonking her head on everything imaginable. It’s another demonstration of childhood resilience – as you’d think we’d cause some serious damage to our brains with all this bonking. She is the perfect size to crash her noggin into our butcher-block counter top, dining tables, etc.

It’s become something that I’ve learned to anticipate with an exasperated intake of my breath as she straightens immediately under a hard table/counter top. I’m learning to monitor my reaction a bit more, as we all know that parental reaction can heighten the sense of doom associated with such tragedies. I seem to be very astute at foreseeing these incidents a good few moments before they are sure to happen. Daddy, however, tends not to notice – until it’s hitting him – or should we say her...over the head.