I ran over baby with a stroller today.
Recently baby has learned how to undo the straps in his stroller. Often while we're walking around town, I'll see him sliding down in his chair, and usually I catch him before he falls out. Not today. At first when I felt something dragging beneath the wheels, I assumed it was his blanket, which I have often driven over. But the stroller felt lighter at the same time, which was not normal. I soon realized it was baby once I ran over him with the stroller and there he was, on the ground, by my feet.
He didn't even cry. I guess he's used to my parenting style.
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