Mom... careful of that tree...

Mom is always making sure my little eyes aren't in harm's way. When we walk, she says to me, "No, no honey, I don't want you to go there, you may get hurt." She is always scanning things at my eye level so I don't get in trouble. I appreciate her vigilence, but maybe I need to start looking out for her.

The other day we were walking at Grandma's house for a quick potty break. I love to go by the trees inbetween Grandma's house and the neighbors. There are a lot of cool trees there. Poor Mommy was so concerned about me, she walked right into a branch. "Darn it!" she said and nearly missed poking her own eye out. (Ok, she didn't say darn, she said the f-word, but I'm not allowed to swear in my blog or ever.)

I think while Mommy's looking out for me, I need to start looking out for her.