Have you ever seen a 3 year old fall down the stairs?
Well if you haven't, I hope you never do.
And if you have...you know it's an awful, awful sight.As you may have guessed, Hugh took a tumble down the stairs...head over foot. David was at the top of the stairs and upon hearing the sound of a 30lb body somersaulting down the steps...I ran to the staircase and caught Hugh in my arms {while nursing Arlo...hello, super mom of the year award? anyone...anyone} just before he hit the bottom. How he wasn't hurt...I'll never know.So today we calmed ourselves by spending our time away from anything that resembled a step. And celebrated Queen Victoria's birthday outside in the sun while gazing upon our little stuntman's uninjured self.
xo
Monday, May 18, 2009
Wanted: A One Storey House
at 8:21 PM
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