As my boy played next to me on the bed, I dozed off for a moment, only to jolt awake with an overwhelming sense of gravity. I leapt from the mattress even before the THUD- even before his tiny voice screamed out in surprise, pain, and betrayal. Beth came running in, demanding to know what happened as I scooped him up off the floor, burbling, "oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, please, no, I'm so sorry little boy, I'm so sorry little boy, so sorry..." Later, four firemen reminded me to be more careful in the future.
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