My baby is now walking. I can no longer even call her a baby since she is officially a child who toddles. Several months ago my sister in-law sent me a picture of a safety helmet for a baby to wear around the house. She said she was looking for baby proofing items to register for and laughed out loud when she came across this.
I showed it to my husband while he shook his head and I giggled excessively at the name, “Jolly Jumper Bumper Bonnet” which, from a marketing standpoint is pure genius, because you and I both know we are looking at a helmet. It’s like calling a baby leash a “child safety tether”.
I want to say that only severely over-cautious parents (10s on the anal retentive scale of worry) would ever purchase this for a child. If you recall from my previous blogs, I am holding strong at a 5. However, it is taking every ounce of my will power not to buy this for Charlotte, who in her new walking mode, looks like a baby giraffe discovering its legs. A helmet seems like a more practical safety solution than turning my house into one big padded cell. I would go to the ends of the Earth to keep my child safe: top of the line car seats, outlet covers, toilet seat locks, vaccinations and perhaps even the Jolly Jumper Bumper Bonnet. It’s in my Amazon cart and I am only one more trip or bump away from ordering it. Where do we draw the line on baby proofing and safety? Regardless of where that line is, one thing I know for certain, Charlotte will still manage to trip over it.