My Wife Kicked My One-Year-Old Son Down the Stairs and Blamed My Eight-Year-Old Daughter—Then the Security Camera Exposed What She Had Been Planning for Months
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Chapter 26 - Noah climbs
At three, Noah decided stairs were fascinating.
Of course.
He had no conscious memory of the fall that he could describe.
He still approached carefully.
One afternoon he put one hand on the rail.
Climbed.
Lily followed immediately behind.
I said:
“Lily.”
She stopped.
“What?”
“Give him space.”
“He could fall.”
“I’m here.”
She hesitated.
Then stepped aside.
Noah climbed four steps.
Sat.
Then descended on his bottom.
Lily laughed.
He shouted:
“Again!”
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Normal childhood had returned disguised as inconvenience.
I loved every second.
