Trauma!

I seem to have traumatized my son. The day before Thanksgiving I was mopping the bathroom floor. The floor was still wet when my son came running in to get me. He slipped and was going to fall when I caught him. I helped him to slowly walk back into the hall where the floor was carpeted.

A few minutes later I was in the kitchen. I had mopped the kitchen floor before the bathroom but it had a couple of wet streaks and I didn't want a repeat of the bathroom incident. I put up my hands and said "Slow down! This floor is a little wet. I don't want you to fall." He stopped in his tracks. He wouldn't move until I came to get him and help him back on to the carpet.

Now he refuses to walk into the bathroom. He stands in the doorway with his feet on the carpet and hollers in to me or whoever is in there. Even when I take him by the hand to walk him in there. He takes tiny steps like he was walking on ice or something. I have mixed emotions about this development. On one hand it is nice to be able to sit on the toilet without having him tugging at me trying to get me to follow him. Although the hollering from the doorway thing is starting to get old.

He will come into the kitchen on occasion. I think sometimes he forgets to be scared. Those itty bitty steps just crack me up! Who knew mopping the floor would have such an affect on my youngest child!