Saturday, 5th of November 2005 at 10:20:00 PM I yelled at Jake today because he’d climbed up on the counter and gotten ahold of a box of knives. I mean, I yelled “Stop! Leave it!” really loud, so he’d put them down and back away, but he didn’t. He actually stopped, turned around, and tried to put them back where he found them.
I feel such a chump for yelling, but I also imagined him grabbing one of the knives and cutting himself. I thought they were in a safe place, but his climbing abilities have outstripped my hiding abilities. I’m going to have to get a lockbox or something to keep things like this out of his hands.
Anyway, I felt really bad after yelling at him and then seeing him try and put them back. So I held him close and he and I calmed down, and then we went for a nap. I stroked his chin while he relaxed and within about 30 seconds he was deeply asleep.
Duncan today tried to say “Jamie”, but at first overdid it with “Jamahwahbamie”, and then finally got “Dayma”. Dayma will do for now.
