A few days ago, Aubrey woke up with a serious problem.
The legs she relies on every day to carry her from one form of mischief to another, would not work.
She could not stand.
She could not walk.
She could not run.
It was quite the dilemma.
At first, I thought maybe she scratched it on something and she was being her overly-dramatic little self.
But by 3:00 she still had not taken a single step (or even stood on it) and I was getting more and more worried.
So I set up a sting operation.
(I'm a sneaky mommy like that.)
I kept her occupied and made sure she had forgotten about her little (non-existent) injury and then waited until Brooklyn called her name for something really exciting. Aubrey jumped off my lap and took 2 steps and then did a dramatic fall/flail/crash/roll coming to an end in a crying heap on the floor. It was horrible to watch.
I was convinced this was for real.
(And I was also convinced that I need some serious parenting classes. Life-long ones.)
By the end of the day, she gradually started walking a little more and that night, we recorded this:
At 3:30 I had been positive she was hurt.
And at 8:30 I was positive I had been played.
What do you think...
Faker or no faker?
(P.S. I realize it may be difficult to make the call considering you did not witness the dramatic fall/flail/crash/roll, so let me just say that it was epic. If she faked that, she deserves the Academy Award for "Best 2 Year Old Actress Ever". And the Golden Globe Award for "Best Drama." And the Teen Choice Award for "Least Graceful Moment." You get it...)
The legs she relies on every day to carry her from one form of mischief to another, would not work.
She could not stand.
She could not walk.
She could not run.
It was quite the dilemma.
At first, I thought maybe she scratched it on something and she was being her overly-dramatic little self.
But by 3:00 she still had not taken a single step (or even stood on it) and I was getting more and more worried.
So I set up a sting operation.
(I'm a sneaky mommy like that.)
I kept her occupied and made sure she had forgotten about her little (non-existent) injury and then waited until Brooklyn called her name for something really exciting. Aubrey jumped off my lap and took 2 steps and then did a dramatic fall/flail/crash/roll coming to an end in a crying heap on the floor. It was horrible to watch.
I was convinced this was for real.
(And I was also convinced that I need some serious parenting classes. Life-long ones.)
By the end of the day, she gradually started walking a little more and that night, we recorded this:
At 3:30 I had been positive she was hurt.
And at 8:30 I was positive I had been played.
What do you think...
Faker or no faker?
(P.S. I realize it may be difficult to make the call considering you did not witness the dramatic fall/flail/crash/roll, so let me just say that it was epic. If she faked that, she deserves the Academy Award for "Best 2 Year Old Actress Ever". And the Golden Globe Award for "Best Drama." And the Teen Choice Award for "Least Graceful Moment." You get it...)
4 comments:
Haha what a silly girl! Maybe she had a charlie horse in her sleep or something? Sometimes those loosen up as the day goes on. But then again I had my mom completely convinced that my appendix burst once when I was little b/c she wanted me to clean my room and I didn't want to. haha.
If she fakin...she's a dang good faker...that looks pretty real to me...so sad
That is so dang funny (as long as nothing is seriously wrong, of course).
The video is hilarious, it does look like something is up, but how odd is that?
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