Last night, the boys had a *mini guys night *in the living room. We watched a movie, ate some candy and I left them to hangout. It was only Elliott and Emmett.
I was in my room and must have dozed off. When I woke up, a little after midnight, I realized I didn't hear any noise, so I went downstairs to check on my kiddos. I slipped on the very first step and fell all the way down.
I was able to pull myself up and checked on my kids. Emmett was asleep on the couch and slept through the whole ordeal.
I opted to let him stay there and I made my way back to bed. I'm gonna be honest, I hurt but I'm okay and grateful that it wasn't any worse than it was.
Moving around a bit slower today but I'm moving around.
It's gonna be a long day.
