I brought her over to play on her Cruise and Crawl. She played with the balls on the ramp for a while and spun the little red and yellow ball around. After about five minutes of fun she decided to see what Nani and Grumpa were doing outside (they were hanging a new hummingbird feeder, because our house is being mobbed my hummingbirds and finches) and she tipped forward and went face first into the purple hippo. I waited for a moment to see if she would cry, because she bounces back after some particularly bad tumbles without a tear, but this time she let out a few sobs before I scooped her up. In less then ten seconds she was laughing again.
The most dangerous place in the house (that she frequents at least) is next to the couch. I never realized that this particular spot was fraught with danger. She seems intent on starting her couch scaling attempts from a corner, where the most head-banging potential exists. I've decided that I don't just want to wrap her in bubble wrap. I want to wrap her in bubble wrap with a special bubble wrap helmet.
I have noticed that when she's on her own (in other words, a few feet away from anyone "spotting" her) she's a little bit more careful. She seems to focus a bit more on falling butt first, instead of simply letting go with both hands and free falling backwards. This is somewhat comforting.
I wonder when it gets better. I can't imagine I'll feel like she's safer when she's up on her feet wobbling around. It'll be so much further to the ground.