Our basement stairs with no door has a baby gate at the top. Our son has discovered the thrill of throwing balls over the gate and down the stairs, watching them bounce and land. He does this with every ball in the house. We let him do it because he enjoys it so much, and there is the added bonus of having no balls to trip over upstairs.
One day, he threw a toy- a pretty big one with batteries- down the stairs. I put my foot down then and there and said "no more throwing shit down the stairs!" That lasted about a day. It was the last time he threw a toy down the stairs, though. So far, anyway.
Tonight I went downstairs and stepped around the usual pile of balls at the bottom of the stairs and noticed a small orange ball. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was actually an orange! I took it upstairs and papa said that was the orange he was going to take to work this morning, but turned around to find it being tossed down the stairs with all the other round orbs of the house!
Papa doesn't get a nutritious snack for lunch, but baby learns about shapes and motor skills and gravity!
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