Well if you're on my page because you just got done reading Heather's blog, just scroll on down. If you have just "tuned in" to my page, continue reading. To say "what a day" is an understatement. Heather had to go to a meeting tonight and left the kids with me and Chris. We had a very relaxing evening. Chris is one awesome man and he knows how to run a household too. He is not a "typical" dad. He fed all three kids (he cooked), cleaned the kitchen, did laundry, bathed all three kids and oversaw them doing their homework. (I assisted him) Heather called Chris when she was on her way home to make sure I was ready for her to pick me up so we could go to a coffee date @ 8:00 p.m. with the girls. (I've been here for 3 days and haven't seen any of them yet) The older kids were supposed to get a drink of water and I was in the bathroom changing my clothes. The next thing I hear is a huge crash and Chris yelling my name. (Of course my first thought was, "I didn't do it! I was in the bathroom".) I went running down the hall and saw Chris trying to calm Tyler down, telling him he wasn't in trouble and if he was hurt anywhere. Chris was checking him over looking for blood. Heather was standing near him (I never heard her come in the house) with Ryder screaming in her arms and Summer was sobbing on the couch. As usual, *I had no clue to what was going on*. The blinds on the patio door were moving so i thought maybe Tyler had ran into the glass door and broken it. Tyler was getting more and more hysterical. Summer was inconsolable and Heather and Chris were repeatedly asking Tyler if he was hurt. He was so afraid that he was in trouble he didn't answer them. He just kept saying that he was stupid and that it was all his fault. Turns out he climbed up on the counter (like he does every single night) to get a glass for water. Only this time, while on the counter he slipped and as he started to fall he grabbed onto the cabinet door. The whole cabinet, including all the contents, came crashing down. How thankful we all were, that the hand of God was on Tyler and Ryder. Tyler came away with
relatively minor injuries. Ryder plays on the floor in kitchen and it was a miracle that he was off to the side by the
refrigerator. I don't even want to think about how this might have turned out differently. Below are the pictures showing the grace of our God!
This is Tyler's left shoulder. He is going to be bruised and sore in the morning. Notice he has two marks on him here.
He has a "rasberry" about the size of a hard boiled egg on the left side of his head. He said he can't feel anything there, but I'll bet when he wakes up in the morning, he'll feel it then!
This picture isn't very clear. He was bleeding from the cuticle on his left pinky. It hadn't started to swell and bruise yet. (it was by the time he finally settled down and went to bed) His left hand was the only thing he complained about, but he said it wasn't that bad.
This is the cabinet EXACTLY where it fell! Thank the Lord that Tyler had such quick reflexes to jump out of the way! Or was it an angel or the hand of God that moved him out of the way? ? ?
Pretty much the only things that didn't break, were the kids stuff that was made out of plastic.
This is showing the empty space where the cabinet once hung! And the counter that Tyler was standing on!
When the cabinet fell, somehow it made a hole in the ceiling.
It also damaged the lower cabinet that was on the other side of the kitchen as it came crashing down.
Close up of the hole.