Thursday, April 30, 2009
The other day, Lulu was perched precariously on Husbandguy's legs. He warned her several times to sit still or move over because she was liable to fall if she didn't. And eventually she did. Fall. HG reached out and grabbed her just in time to keep her from cracking her head on the coffee table and Lulu said, "Good catch, Daddy." Like they were playing ball or something.