It started with a bang or should I say a bump. Before the case worker had even left the house and while I was talking to our adoption specialist from Bethany with my back to him, the 3 year old fell at the bottom of the stairs going from the kitchen to the den and hit his eyebrow on the corner of the end table.
It was determined that he should have stitches, so off we go!
Later, I was told that I handled myself well in that situation. I am just so thankful that it was not any worse than 3 stitches and once it was over, the little guy was up and at 'em again without a worry.
We have since moved the offending table to a safer spot and put corner guards on it.
He seems to handle the stairs well, but his big sister mentioned that he likes to jump from the last step at his foster home and perhaps being unfamiliar with our home, did that, thus resulting in his mishap.
But for the rest of the weekend I was over-diligent and cautious about his activity around the stairs. We made him hold a hand or go down on his bottom every time.
Little ones need a hand to hold anyway.
I must say that our first visit with them in our home was a time of learning and adjusting. But these trials only make us stronger and pull us together as a family. When we are weak, He is strong.
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