The last week Jack has been battling an upper respiratory infection and bacterial infections in both of his eyes. He's a trooper though and within a few days they were downgraded to a simple cold. He, however, was not happy simply being healthy and in one piece. He figured he felt better so it was time to commence with the "exploring." Jack has been in love with nature since birth and he cannot stand anything that separates him from the great outdoors. I knew it was inevitable that the dog
door would be his next escape route but I wasn't prepared for it at all.
This morning within seconds, he escaped my sight and all of a sudden I heard a THUD and a cry! I rushed to the scene, which was the doggie door, and he was inside thankfully but not without proof he had at least gotten half way out.... a rock (there are rocks in the back yard but not within arm reach of the dog door). The cry lasted maybe a second or two and then came the look of such pride that I might have let him keep the rock had there not been a second rock....
growing on his head!! I grabbed him (and his treasure), took him to the living room and put an ice pack on his face. He kept squirming around so much to observe his rock that I finally took it and threw back outside where it belonged. He cried harder about that then he did the lump on his head! He was so hurt that I would deny him his prize and was even more mad when I again, put ice on his face. The swelling has gone down some even though it's beginning to turn black and blue. Sadly, I feel that by throwing the rock outside I'm only created more of a resolve in my little boy to revisit the scene of his adventure and to discover the treasure Mommy so evilly denied him (sigh).
