Last Friday I picked up Katelynn from daycare and we met Dan at home. We were all hanging out in the Kitchen/Living Room area and just chatting away. Katelynn usually wanders around and gets some toys upon arriving home. Friday she was in a really good mood (she must have known it was the start of the weekend too!) and she was chasing the cats and playing. Dan and I were just chatting away about our day in the kitchen and all was good. All of the sudden I remember when I walked in the door that day that the gate to the downstairs had been open, not unusual one of us usually closes it when we get home, but fear struck my eyes when I went "Where is Katelynn" and saw the gate was still open. We both whipped around and there is our little darling on her belly ready to make a slide down the steps. Needless to say we did not make it to her rescue as she was reaching for a toy that she had thrown down a couple of steps and there she went head over heels down the stairs, bad mommy & daddy. Surprisingly she was fine, of course it scared the crap out of her and there were tears shed, but for once no bruises! We spent the rest of the night catering to her every whim feeling a tad guilty.
Now we know the importance of the baby gates. Lesson Learned.
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