When I took Roger to the library today he was most excited to ride the elevator. We returned our books and he beelined to the elevator. It was open. He jumped in. Then the doors closed before I could get in. I could hear him saying, "Mom, where are you?" as he went downstairs. Remarkably, he remained calm and I instructed him from the other side of the doors to stay downstairs and wait for me to come down after him. I got on and made my way down. When the doors opened he had a worried look, but seemed okay.
The incident was quickly forgotten by me as we looked at and read books. But when we were ready to leave he asked, "Can we go on the elevator?"
"Sure," I said.
"Yeah! (pause) Don't lose me, otay?" he says as he is running toward the elevator.
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8 comments:
I just love Roger. He's such a cutie!
You always handle things so well, Camilla. I would've been panicking.
AWWWW!
ya know what I want? A current pic of YOUR Reed =-)
Cute! Really, Camilla, you need to stop losing your kids! ;)
That is SO cute!
So funny. When things like that happen with Ethan he always, tells me, "Mommy, don't get lost this time."
That is one of my worst fears with the elevator. Quick thinking on your part!
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