The other night Bridget was trying to hurry down the stairs, and in her haste she fell from the very top – all the way down. She landed flat on her face.

I watched the whole thing happen in slow motion from the bottom of the steps.

She was screaming, and she didn’t move. I ran over to pick her up.. when I picked her up there was blood covering her face. I wasn’t sure if it was coming from her mouth or her nose, but it was everywhere. In the few minutes she was bleeding it got in her hair, on her shirt, on her pants, on my jeans, and in our carpet. I grabbed a wet rag and cleaned her face as I tried to calm her down. I soon realized that it was her nose that was bleeding.

Once we stopped the bleeding and calmed her down, it was time to address the stains on her clothing and in our carpet.

It was quite the evening. Having a toddler fall down the stairs wasn’t exactly on the agenda for the night.

I’m just glad that she didn’t get injured any more than she did. It could have been worse, it could have been a lot worse. I think the whole thing scared me almost as much as it did her.

The picture was taken when she woke up the next morning. Just a little rug burn left.

I’m glad she’s okay.