scary fall

This morning Timothy fell down the steps. From the top. I saw his little body tumbling over and was actually holding Justin, who I had to throw onto the couch in order to get there quicker. (he wasn't hurt) I arrived at the same time Timothy landed. Lukily for me, no matter how many times I clear out the bottom of the stairs, there is always a pile of something there. In this case a bunch of shoes and slippers broke his fall, and he only had a bloody lip. He must have bit it in the fall. Thank God that was all that happened! I could tell from his cry that he was only scared and not really hurt. He was more subdued than usual after that though.