He was up in the little playhouse section of the swingset and I was talking to him and telling him to come down the slide and I was reaching for him. He looked out of the little window and he's so top heavy he tumbled right out, flipped, and landed face down on the grass. He has a double fat lip. I leaped over the slide and picked him up and inspected him. He wouldn't take ice on his lip so I gave him a popsicle instead. I WAS SO CLOSE. I keep telling myself that this is probably the first of many little boy "accidents" that will occur, but I still feel horrible. I was so close.
I watched him for any signs of a concussion, but he was his normal self (plus fat lips) all afternoon and ate his dinner. Oh... the emotions and traumas of being a mom!
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