Falling Down

She crawls, she pulls herself up, she falls down. Hard. Then cries. Hard. Last night she ate the coffee table and had a nice cry- I try explaining to her that her legs don't work right yet but she doesn't get it. Most of the time she will fall square on her butt, with her diaper padding her fall. Lately these types of falls have been followed by a nervous look around the room to see who was watching, a big grin, and two or three big claps. The bad falls result in ear piercing screams in between long, silent and red-faced, deep breaths. You can tell how loud the scream is going to be by the length of the deep breath and the redness of her little teary face.