Stairs

As I was making dinner tonight, Alex wanted to go downstairs to be with Ryan. He was being hyper, and I clearly remembering saying, “Okay, be careful going down the stairs.” He turned to look at me to say something, slipped, and fell backwards down the steps. Feet over head, flipping as he crashed to the landing. I screamed and threw the plate I was holding. Ryan rushed and fell up the stairs to grab him.

He was stunned, then cried for a minute, but was fine. He banged his side, mostly. He didn’t even want ice, and recovered so quickly. Ryan and I were still shaking an hour later. So scary.

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Author:Megan
Date: Tuesday, 2. September 2014 20:25
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