Free Fallin'

Our quest to finish all lawn maintenance this warm weekend included a ladder climb to the second story windows to remove flower boxes. A job for Caleb as I stayed inside working on getting our non-compliant child down for a nap. About two minutes before I finally won the napping battle, I heard a loud sound coming from outside: The ladder. Is Caleb moving it, closing it up, or did he fall off of it? I was too close to getting Jacob down for a nap to abort that mission, investigate the loud crashing noise, and start nap duties back at square one so I did what any good mother would do: I ignored the noise and focused on the task at hand. It was a few minutes later when Caleb confirmed my suspicions: He fell off the off kilter ladder, landed on his feet, and quickly looked around to check for witnesses. No witnesses, no injuries, a good laugh, and our house is ready for the winter.