...GQ has fallen down the stairs.
Actually, he's very good at stairs, but apparently he had a mix-up this morning.
I was standing right next to him.
Unfortunately, I am not faster than gravity.
Instead I was very useful and yelled "Grant" three times at him, like that would make him stop.
At the bottom, GQ shook himself and crawled back up.
Whereupon he stood near the edge and leaned over to see what he'd just fallen down.
I did not think this wise, but as usual he did not listen to me.
No bruises, no broken arms, just a lot of Mommy Adrenaline.
Let's check that one off our list and hope it stays off.
2 comments:
Sounds like you have a "rough and tumble" boy!
SOOOO glad that Grant is OK!
Wonder what sport HE will like...!!!
Love,
Grandma Paula
Oh Jamie, I know that mommy adrenaline you are talking about. I feel like my boys give me a dose of that almost every day. So glad he's okay! That's the worst when they fall right before your eyes!
I hear boys are tumblers more, so you might want to see if you can talk him into wearing a bike helmet around the house ;)
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