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Florida man throws crying baby across room: ‘I’ll give you something to cry about’

By Tom Boggioni
Saturday, June 7, 2014 19:25 EDT
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A Winter Haven man is being held without bail on a charge of aggravated child abuse after admitting to police that he threw an 11-month-old baby across the room because the child wouldn’t stop crying, reports the Tampa Tribune.

Christopher Finlayson, 24, told detectives he “lost it,” and told the little girl, “I’ll give you something to cry about,” before tossing her, causing her to hit face-first on the floor.

The child was in stable condition Friday at Tampa’s St. Joseph’s Hospital with a skull fracture, two broken wrists and five fractured ribs, according to authorities

According to police, Finlayson was babysitting the girl when she began crying. As he attempted to comfort her, he tripped over a futon and dropped the child face-first onto the floor causing the baby to begin screaming. He then tossed her in the air in an attempt to distract her, but when that failed to work he grew frustrated.

Finlayson told detectives ,  that was when he “lost it,” before throwing the baby toward the end of a bed, causing the baby to hit face-first on the floor again. He then picked the little girl up and put her to bed.

When the mother returned that evening she found the baby unresponsive. When questioned by the mother, Finlayson,  told her the baby’s head hit a playpen. The mother then took the girl to Winter Haven Hospital, which contacted the sheriff’s department.

According to the affidavit, Finlayson did not admit to dropping the child until he was confronted at the hospital and taken into custody.

While being questioned by detectives, Finlayson admitted that hehad  smoked a “blunt and a half” of marijuana and had been up all night the night before.

He was then booked into county jail without bond.

Tom Boggioni
Tom Boggioni
Tom Boggioni is based in the quaint seaside community of Pacific Beach in less quaint San Diego. He writes about politics, media, culture, and other annoyances. Mostly he spends his days at the beach gazing at the horizon waiting for the end of the world, or the sun to go down. Whichever comes first.
 
 
 
 
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