Off topic might be the place for this, but then we always did it here, right?
We all had a scary experience today. My wife and I were out walking with our son. We came to the parking lot where the trucks park, and when we passed a flat trailer (I might be wrong about the terminology) that sat side by side with an open truck, I lifted my son up. Some times he doesn't like it, but today he did.
Little K. quickly ran towards the truck just opposite, that had part of it's side down. And just when I myself had gotten up there, and almost reached him, my kid went down in the space between the trailer and the truck – just exactly enough room for him to fall down. When I looked down there, he sat down, luckily only confused. I don't actually remember how we got him up, but at that time he's face was filled with tears. I could have hugged the little guy in to a singularity. His mother kissed him too, but I just couldn't let him go, and kept checking him, and telling him how sorry I was.
He might have an almost invisible excoriation on the cheek, but it could have been there already. Besides that we found a little scratch on his leg that we are sure comes from the accident. His trousers hid that, and protected him. He keep pointing at it while asking what it is.
He had a great time later on. He is a little mom/dad sick, though. It's not that normal, so it must be the shock, still.
Just sharing how I completely failed. We are so blessed that next to nothing happened to him. I feel like doing the tear thing, writing this.
That's it for now. I'm going to bed.
J.