There have been many funny incidents with our child. In fact, our time with her has been a roller-coaster of highs and lows, which is what made me decide to pick a particular story.
For Pudding’s second Christmas when she was almost 13 months, we bought her this roller-coaster:
I know, how ridiculously indulgent was that? We had the excuse of her being our only child, and not paying for therapy back then, not to mention a mortgage and rent! Anyway, she loved it, perhaps because she got lots of vestibular input, not that we had heard of such things in those days.
When it came to the summer, we move it outdoors. On July 4th, we threw a party for Independence Day. It was just supposed to be an informal barbecue, but somehow the Ambassador got invited and the whole thing turned more formal. Pudding had a great time eating all the food, particularly loving the watermelon. She also loved touching everybody with her messy hands, so when the Ambassador arrived, it seemed wise to put her in the roller-coaster out of harm’s way.
She was rolling round and round, when she spied someone eating watermelon, and decided she wanted some. As she passed him, she reached out to take it, and in doing so tipped up and fell out, to everyone’s shock. The guy who was eating the watermelon was the closest to the scene, and rushed to her assistance. As he crouched down, she stole the melon from his hand and began munching it down, without shedding a tear.
Everybody (including the humourless Ambassador) burst out laughing. Pudding got back in her roller-coaster, melon in one hand, blowing kisses with the other. That kid has always loved the limelight.