A frightening moment

We had a yardsale yesterday. I took a moment to go inside to find something and Bec, who was carrying Quinn, was completing a sale. The change can was on the back stairs. As she turned around with change in hard, she fell down the last stair. She got one hand out to break her fall and instinctively held Quinn with the other. Quinn let out a frightened yelp and cried for a few minutes but he was fine - the people said his head didn't hit and he was probably just scared. He settled fairly quickly which seemed to confirm that. Bec scraped her hand, knees and feet, and one foot was bruised and sore but otherwise she is OK. Well, except for the freaking out part that is...a frightening moment for sure.

The yard sale was a reasonable success. It was a little odd this year - the big stuff didn't move but quite a bit of little stuff did. It's nice to see it go to people who will enjoy it. We made about $100 which by the hour isn't so great but it's kind of a fun day. When you don't fall down any stair, that is...