A Tough Little Man

Yesterday I had an extremely frightening experience, (while at my parents house). The day started out great! I watched conference, bragged to my brother that I haven't been getting sick with this baby at all, and just had a very laid back fun day...and then as soon as the boys left for Priesthood session (4pm), I started feeling really sick! :( I think I cursed myself. I ended up with a severe migraine and started throwing up. While all this was happening and I rested on the couch, my sweet sister (in-law) watched Andrew for me. The problem was my parents have a long flight of stairs and Andrew LOVES the stairs, this posed a problem, because they didn't have a gate set up yet, so we just pushed the foot rest in front of them, which has been holding up..until yesterday. Andrew finally realized he could squeeze through on one side, however we had been watching him and telling him not to go through there, and Sarah had been getting him for me everytime he tried. Then the boys came home from Priesthood (I at this point was beyond sick and only wanted to go home) and Jon came over to comfort me and see how I was feeling. I was giving him a hug when the next thing I hear is "ANDREW FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!!!!!" I cannot express a mothers and fathers panic when you hear words like that. I ran to the top of the stairs and Jon rushed all the way down to our sweet son who had fallen to the bottom. I was crying and shaking at the top of the stairs as I grasped what had just happened. For those who have never been to my parents house it is close to a 10' decline down, around 16 steps. Needless to say it was a long ways for a little boy to go tumbling down. Thankfully, this story has a happy ending, as I stared down at my son in complete panic, all I see is a little boy, turning himself around, and getting ready to climb back up the stairs to the top, not crying but totally fine (I think he was a bit confused as to how come he was already at the bottom).

Andrew is a tough little man, and even after falling down so many stairs, he managed to walk away with only a fingernail size bruise on his lower back. I am truly grateful he is perfectly fine, and back to his trouble-making self! As a side note, my parents have a gate and had it up today when we returned to conference. We are so thankful it wasn't worse. We are definitely counting our blessings this evening! What can we say though...we have one tough little man!!!!

P.S. The picture is a joke, Andrew is completely fine!