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Jonah has taken more spills in the last day than he has in the past month. And of course this all happens while Megan is away. Nothing serious, but enough tripping over himself to make me wonder if the kid has vertigo. He has a scratch on his nose that I’m not sure was there at lunch today. Maybe it was.

But the thing is, I watch him like a hawk. A hawk with allergies and some serious hand-washing OCD. I’m at the sink for less than 10 seconds and *bump*. He doesn’t cry the majority of the time, which is becoming more troubling than if he actually did start wailing. Since he just had a doctor check-up this past week and everything looks good, I’m not going to worry. Or at least not going to obsess over it. Or sneak into his room and examine the contour of his skull. And wake up and do it again every 3 hours.

It’s stuff like this that make Dads look like idiots, and for the most part we’re not. But it doesn’t help.

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