We've got a daddy down...there's a daddy down...

Tonight, after Troy’s bath, I left him laying on the bed and went to throw something away. The second I turned around, he flipped over and started back-crawling right toward the edge of the bed! I lept across the room, reached out my arm, and caught him on the bum just before he went off the side. I managed to shove him back onto the bed just as my socks lost traction on the hardwood floor and I went down hard on my back. As I lay there wondering if I was concussed, I realized that my first dad reflex just kicked in. Troy sat laughing at me from the bed as my wife came rushing in to find out if I was okay. All I could manage was, “Take care of the baby.” I found out later, as the big red welt swelled up on my arm, that apparently I bounced off the side of the bed before hitting the floor. This is probably what saved me from more serious harm.