Aiden gave me a heck of a scare this evening, not longer after I probably gave him a heck of a scare. We had some rough thunderstorms race through the area, and when the hail started falling and the wind kicked up, I got concerned enough to wake Aiden up (quite rudely) from his nap and make him sit in the basement with me. Not long afterward, the weather calmed down a bit, and I brought Aiden upstairs. We sat on the couch, me mistakenly feeling like he was probably still a bit sleepy from his nap. So much for that. Before I knew what was happening, he crawled face-first off the couch and landed on the floor. You can see the damage in the photo--the bump on the forehead and the cut underneath his nose. I suppose it could have been much worse, but I feel like I got my Bad Mommy Wake-Up Call tonight. I'm just going to have to do a better job. Aiden knows this, too, as during the two times I've turned my back on him this evening, he has once ended up pulling a cord from an electrical outlet, and then crawled under the bed in the guest bedroom.
Like I said, I'm just going to have to do a better job.