Author Topic: Baby catch (Read 421 times)

Curval · « **on:** May 27, 2002, 11:59:45 AM »

A frightening, but happy ending episode happened at my place recently.

I was in our 16 month old baby's room watching him crawl around the bed, just keeping an eye on him until his mum returned with a change of clothes. She walked in the room and asked me to hand her something from beside the crib. I had to get up and retrieve it for her and just as I turned around to give it to her we both noticed the baby was teetering on the edge of the bed.

He fell off and my wife, who was closest to him, screamed and froze in panic.

Somehow I managed to dive...full length, and got one hand underneath him, just before he hit the ground. But, I still didn't have control over him and I was falling quickly to the ground myself. So, I did the only thing I could do...I flipped him back into the air with the hand that I caught him with, rolled onto my back and after bobbling him a bit came down with him unhurt, but crying from fright.

I swear it was the best catch I have ever made...on or off a playing field. I just wish I had it on tape..

Babies...man you gotta watch 'em every second.

XNachoX · « **Reply #1 on:** May 27, 2002, 12:26:20 PM »

Curval 1
Baby 0

edit: stupid smiley

Dux · « **Reply #2 on:** May 27, 2002, 12:38:55 PM »

"Again, Daddy... again!"

Good catch!

Watch out for those rolling walker thingies... saw my friend's son do three complete somersaults down the cellar stairs once. Luckily it acted like a rollcage, and he suffered only a couple of bruises.

Scariest thing in the world is seeing kids succumbing to gravity and not being close enough to do anything about it.

CavemanJ · « **Reply #3 on:** May 27, 2002, 12:44:52 PM »

Dude that's a fact! You take yer eye off'em and they're gone, quick like.

Both my boys, now 20mo old, have figured out how to climb out of thier high chairs. I learned this yesterday when I strapped'em into thier chairs, went into the kitched to grab thier lunch and bring it back out to'em. In the time it took me to walk the 25 or feet into the kitchen, grab the 2 plates, and walk back to the dining/living room area they had climbed out of thier chairs and were standing on the trays, jumping and laughing and having a grand old time. Then each one wants to take the toy his brother has. Which is fine accept the three feet of open space between the chairs (to prevent food swiping).

Kodak moment: Dad, both boys, and thier lunches laying in a heap on the floor between to turned over high chairs and the 5yr old daughter standing there, hands on her hips, demanding to know what's going on.

Curval · « **Reply #4 on:** May 27, 2002, 12:47:24 PM »

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Originally posted by Dux
"Again, Daddy... again!"

Good catch!

Watch out for those rolling walker thingies... saw my friend's son do three complete somersaults down the cellar stairs once. Luckily it acted like a rollcage, and he suffered only a couple of bruises.

Scariest thing in the world is seeing kids succumbing to gravity and not being close enough to do anything about it.

Thanks man!

No stairs in my place...thank goodness...and yes it is the scariest thing. After I caught Sammie my wife was alternating between laughing and crying for about a half hour. She was pretty shook up.

Curval · « **Reply #5 on:** May 27, 2002, 12:50:26 PM »

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Originally posted by CavemanJ
Dude that's a fact! You take yer eye off'em and they're gone, quick like.

Both my boys, now 20mo old, have figured out how to climb out of thier high chairs. I learned this yesterday when I strapped'em into thier chairs, went into the kitched to grab thier lunch and bring it back out to'em. In the time it took me to walk the 25 or feet into the kitchen, grab the 2 plates, and walk back to the dining/living room area they had climbed out of thier chairs and were standing on the trays, jumping and laughing and having a grand old time. Then each one wants to take the toy his brother has. Which is fine accept the three feet of open space between the chairs (to prevent food swiping).

Kodak moment: Dad, both boys, and thier lunches laying in a heap on the floor between to turned over high chairs and the 5yr old daughter standing there, hands on her hips, demanding to know what's going on.

LOL!

Sammie scares the crap otta me with his antics in the high-chair too. He hasn't figured out how to escape yet, but he will lean waaaaay over and try and grab things near him. If his straps break he is gonna be one miserable little boy.

Elfenwolf · « **Reply #6 on:** May 27, 2002, 08:09:30 PM »

Dudes, not to burst any bubbles here, but if you think you have to watch your kids every second now wait until they're teenagers- THAT'S when you have to watch them every second.

Tac · « **Reply #7 on:** May 27, 2002, 08:37:37 PM »

thats why you put a harness on 'em and hang them from the roof-fan. If they cry, turn fan on low.

Remember, babies bounce. After a few falls they learn how to roll better than you ever will.

Russian · « **Reply #8 on:** May 27, 2002, 08:41:22 PM »

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Originally posted by Elfenwolf
Dudes, not to burst any bubbles here, but if you think you have to watch your kids every second now wait until they're teenagers- THAT'S when you have to watch them every second.

Why? Just send them to military school.

Tumor · « **Reply #9 on:** May 28, 2002, 02:37:04 AM »

When my youngest was ..hmm, 3 or 4 he had a little 3 wheeler he used to push all over the house (had 3 big plastic tires). Sure enough (ya gotta know this kid) he decided to take his ride down the stairs. Funny thing was, I was standing just around the corner when I heard the racket, so I run around to see what the hell is going on and doggon if he didn't stay on that sucker till the very LAST step!! And I mean he was MOVIN too! Unfortunately he hadn't thought to pre-position a cushion on the wall about 3 feet away, but he survived with no major injuries. Bawled his eye's out for about 5 minutes and everything was fine. ( he was/is real smart.. he had removed the stair-gate and hauled the "trike" upstairs just to do this ). Me and the wife figured he'd learned his lesson so we put the stair-gate back up and went back about whatever it was we were doing. Not an hour later guess what we heard?? lolol. The wife and I both looked at eachother with that "oh god he's found a new sport" look. We ended up having to banish the tricycle to outside riding only... poor guy was determined but never did manage to ride it all the way down without losing it haha.

Curval · « **Reply #10 on:** May 28, 2002, 07:52:07 AM »

LOL..Tumor...sounds like a future Nascar driver!

My little guy must be teething or something at present because he was unconsolable last night....at 1.30am I finally got up and put him in the car. I drove around for about 15-20 minutes before he fell asleep. Then at 5.00am he was up and fussing once again.

Needless to say I am a walking zombie today.

Tumor · « **Reply #11 on:** May 28, 2002, 08:37:15 AM »

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Originally posted by Curval
LOL..Tumor...sounds like a future Nascar driver!

My little guy must be teething or something at present because he was unconsolable last night....at 1.30am I finally got up and put him in the car. I drove around for about 15-20 minutes before he fell asleep. Then at 5.00am he was up and fussing once again.

Needless to say I am a walking zombie today.

Ya, sounds like the teething thing going on... or gas, but that's fairly easy to detect haha

midnight Target · « **Reply #12 on:** May 28, 2002, 09:17:41 AM »

You fathers out there will appreciate this. My second daughter was a horrible baby. It was nearly impossible to get her to sleep, and when she did it was a feeling beyond relief.
Well in October 1988 she was 5 months old, teething and I swear growing horns! I am a Dodger fan, and they were in the World Series with the Oakland A's. I sat watching the game with little bielzebub on the couch, in the rocker, passing her to my wife when I was fed up enough, and eventually got her back when the 9th inning started.
Now for those of you from another country or just freakin unAmerican, one of the most magical moments in baseball history was about to occur. Kurt Gibson, who could barely walk, was called to pinch hit with 2 men on and the Dodgers down by 2 runs. As Gibson hobbles to the plate, my beautiful little daughter falls asleep! Gibson, facing Dennis Eckersly, is swinging at the ball like my Aunt Martha.
I sat enjoying my daughters angelic face when the impossible happened. Gibson wristed a fastball over the right field fence!

I wanted to yell! I wanted to scream! I wanted to run outside and wake the neighbors! But most of all I wanted to sleep. So I walked slowly around my house whispering "No F***ing Way, No F***ing Way", holding my daughter the whole time, and never waking up the little hell raiser!

Hortlund · « **Reply #13 on:** May 28, 2002, 09:54:41 AM »

LOL

You have way better character than me man. Hockey is my passion, and in a somewhat similar situation during the Olympics (When Mats Sundin tied the game against Canada to 1-1 in the first period to be exact) I jumped from the couch knocking over a table screaming at the top of my lungs "YES YES YES" pouring beer all over myself and the couch, and waking up everyone in the house. (Then I realized that it might not have been the smartest thing to do.)

It only took the wife a couple of hours to get our son back to sleep after that

(I was wayy too drunk to be of any use anyway)

I got to sleep on the couch that night.

Elfenwolf · « **Reply #14 on:** May 28, 2002, 10:03:04 AM »

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Originally posted by midnight Target
You fathers out there will appreciate this. My second daughter was a horrible baby. It was nearly impossible to get her to sleep, and when she did it was a feeling beyond relief.
Well in October 1988 she was 5 months old, teething and I swear growing horns! I am a Dodger fan, and they were in the World Series with the Oakland A's. I sat watching the game with little bielzebub on the couch, in the rocker, passing her to my wife when I was fed up enough, and eventually got her back when the 9th inning started.
Now for those of you from another country or just freakin unAmerican, one of the most magical moments in baseball history was about to occur. Kurt Gibson, who could barely walk, was called to pinch hit with 2 men on and the Dodgers down by 2 runs. As Gibson hobbles to the plate, my beautiful little daughter falls asleep! Gibson, facing Dennis Eckersly, is swinging at the ball like my Aunt Martha.
I sat enjoying my daughters angelic face when the impossible happened. Gibson wristed a fastball over the right field fence!

I wanted to yell! I wanted to scream! I wanted to run outside and wake the neighbors! But most of all I wanted to sleep. So I walked slowly around my house whispering "No F***ing Way, No F***ing Way", holding my daughter the whole time, and never waking up the little hell raiser!

GOOD, MT. I'm an A's fan since the 60s, and I watched that game with a room full of Dodgers fans. Believe me, they celebrated enough for you, too.

BTW- that Lakers-Kings game at Staples Center was classic. Horry hitting the 3 like that was unbelievable. This Series has been a good one..GO KINGS!!!!!