Daredevil

Both of my kids are pretty fearless. Arya is a bit more of a daredevil than Eiley. She constantly tries to let go of things while she's standing. She loves to be thrown around and nothing seems to phase her. Today she seemed super sleepy and I plopped her in her carseat so I could use the bathroom before going to the gym. I know, shame on me, because she wasn't strapped in. I was in the bathroom for maybe five seconds when I heard her carseat toys jingle and a little thud. I figured nothing had happened because she didn't cry. I should have known better because she falls all the time without crying. She'd propelled her way out of the carseat and onto the floor, tipping the seat over backwards in the process. She was happily playing with Eiley's feet and greeted me with a huge grin.