Why Even A Proud Daddy Need Supervision

During the bedtime story telling one evening, Ryan had been playing quietly with a Fisher Price Noah's Ark. I was reading the story to Claire and Charlotte and John was beside us on our bedroom floor helping Ryan to stand. He had just called my attention to the fact that Ryan was almost standing by himself and as he let him go, Ryan reached for the ark. The poor kid hit his head on the Noah's Ark resulting in a scrape and more than a few tears.

I'm always urging John to watch Ryan (or the others when they were defenseless infants) on the couch beside him and he is always laughing at me that there is no danger. Both Claire and Charlotte had their share of falls. Claire told me urgently to "Look at Ryan" one day and his head was over the edge of the futon and the only thing keeping him on it were his shoulders (it looked like one of the trick riders you see on horseback). Again, John likes to make fun of me and my opinion is that a child should not fall until she / he is self propelling. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to reconcile myself to being right again.