My scariest day as a mother
At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon Tuesday I was taking some laundry out of the dryer and had just sat down in the living room to start folding when I see two little legs about half way up the stairs. Now we live in a old house with very steep stairs...the kind where if you fall you will be lucky to hit even one on the way down. Now this might make me sound like a terrible person but this little girl can climb anything and has done her share of stair climbing in the last few months. For the most part she can get up and down without any trouble at all and as long as I am there with her she can have at it. I remember saying something along the lines of "Noah you know I don't like you playing near the stairs."-since he was at the top instigating her climb with promises of letting her play in his room. I don't think I had even got all the words out when I heard that terrible noise that is a body cartwheeling down wooden stairs. Suffice to say...