Superman!

Cookie wasn't here today (Tues.), so we took Eddie to the park. While we were getting ready to go, he went upstairs to get his shoes. Let me first say that he is okay.
David and I were talking in the living room when we heard a thud. We look over to the stairs to see Eddie flying through the air, arms outstretched like Superman. David conjured that descriptor and it's perfect. He flew off at least 5 steps and it's a miracle he wasn't hurt. I laugh now when I look back, but let me tell you, I almost threw Josie on the floor to get to him. I felt awful. I should have been supervising him on the steps, etc. But he is fine and it was a good lesson for me.

Fortunately he is still interested in doing the stairs alone, so it's not like he's got a fear now. Again, the pictures here are AFTER the fall, so after about 5 minutes of crying, he was fine. I should have taken a beer, cause it took me another hour to recover.

Technically this was Josie's 3 month birthday, but more about that in another post. When she will take a nap, she does a nice morning nap (seen here) and a nice afternoon nap.

I'm really challenged about how to deal with other kids taking Ed's balls when it appears he's not playing with them because he has so many. I think one solution is to only allow one ball, but that can be difficult. I'm trying to explain to Eddie that when he takes his balls to the park or the front yard, other kids are going to want to play with them and he has to share. If it were one ball, it would be much easier to handle.

At the park a woman showed up with 4 kids and one more on the way. They appeared to be about 2 years apart and the 2 middle kids made off first with Ed's purple spiked ball and then with his beach ball, leaving him with none. I thought he was going to spontaneously combust and set about to get at least one ball back. Any thoughts, besides bringing just one ball, of how to deal with either Eddie and the balls, or what to say to the kids who think he couldn't possibly play with 10 balls at once? Obviously he has to learn to share, but balls are almost kind of his security blanket.