I am certainly not a mommy yet...But I baby sit my 2 year old god brother a lot. Today I was babysitting while his parents were getting their car fixed(The brake light kept coming on)and he was sleepy since he went to bed late and woke up early. It wasn't until about 11:50 this morning when he started crying for his mom. He was beating the door up and everything. After he cut my lip(He threw his head back into my mouth and my braces cut my lip) he ran to the front door and some how ran into it. They have a metal door and I was there alone except for him and his grandmother who is no help at all. He didn't make a sound at first. My first thought was to call 911. But I knew he was okay when he ran to me and started crying. That was pretty scary. He hit the door pretty hard too. I'm not sure HOW he exactly ran into the door though. I wasn't looking at the time. O
On Thursday night, I was going with him and his parents to drop his dad off at work(He works graveyards and his mom needed the car in the morning). Me and him were walking ahead of his parents to the car. He had a piece of a granola bar right before we left. I guess he was still chewing it when we were walking. I was holding his hand and he started choking on it. I didn't know exactly what to do...Usually if you pat his back a couple of times he stops. But he didn't. So I had to run and give him back to his mom.
When he was about a week and half probably, my dad had to take him and his parents to Kaiser(The hospital he was born at) in the middle of the night because A. Sleeping too much. Or B. He wasn't going to the bathroom. Or C. He was going to the bathroom too much. Or D. He wasn't eating right. I know it was one of the 4. I got really freaked out when my mom told me at breakfast the next morning.
During my vacation, I was over one of my cousin's house and her granddaughter who is also 2, was outside with me because I had a phone call and I get better reception outside than I do inside. Well, I thought she would stay in the yard. But she had a better idea. She would run towards the street and two year olds can be very fast. I was distracted by something at first before I noticed she was headed for the street. I look up the street and see a car flying down the street. Now, this two year old, Trinity, she's a short little girl...And this car was a low rider...I don't think they would have seen her. I knew it had no intention of stopping. I caught her right before she stepped into the street. She was literally standing on the curb. One more step and she would have been road kill. That was pretty scary because both her mom and grandmother were counting on me to watch after her. We went inside after that. But it was pretty scary.