God is good.

In the past couple weeks we had two very scary falls happen.  Just before Easter I received a phone call from Landon's teacher telling me he had fallen on the playground.  He was playing with the boys and instead of going down the slide, went right over the side at the very top.  The incident report said the height was about 8-10 feet.  He fell onto his side and back.  Landon jumped up right away and started yelling in fear.  He only complained of his ribs being sore and was hardly even crying.  His class went inside and he was just resting on the couch when we came to pick him up early.  As it turned out, he was just fine.  We didn't even have to take him in to the clinic.  I was so worried about my boy and so glad when we got there and saw he was just fine.  I think he had an angel watching over him that day.  God is good.

Over the weekend, Kenzie had her first big bad fall.  I feel so guilty because it was truly a preventable fall and it was my fault.  Ryan and I (mostly me) have been putting Kenzie on the island counter for about 6 months in order to get things done in the kitchen.  It is hard to get things done with a baby crying at your feet and she refuses to sit in her highchair for longer than 5 minutes, even to eat.  I turned away for just a second, something fell off the counter and over she went, landing on her head.  She cried and cried and I was beyond scared.  I watched her for about 20 minutes until Ryan got home from a run and then we decided we better take her in to be checked.  She fell so hard and seemed to have a hurt arm.  Luckily, she was just fine, too.  It had been over an hour and a half since the fall by the time we saw the ER provider and she had gotten progressively more normal the longer out from the time of the fall.  She reassured us that we could just observe her for the next 24 hours and so we did.  I have never felt so guilty in my life.  I learned a good lesson and was reminded -God is good.

That night, I was able to find this great little chair that attaches to the island.  Kenzie thinks it is the greatest thing ever and actually begs to sit in it.  So, I am able to get my cooking and such done and most importantly, she is safe.  Lesson learned.