When you have children, you know there will be “incidents”. You can plan on making some trips to the ER for stitches or x-rays or casts. It’s an unfortunate part of parenting. You always just pray that nothing terribly serious happens and that the ER receptionist doesn’t know you on a first name basis because you frequently show up there with bleeding children.
Thankfully up until now, we’ve only gone in a few times for stitches…and once for croup.
And well…when I think of all the “could have beens” with our broken window last Thursday…all I can do is thank God over and over that all we had was a broken window.
All four boys were upstairs playing when suddenly Matt and I heard a tremendous crash and saw a huge amount of glass fly all over our yard. I was shocked and frozen for exactly one second before I took the steps about twelve at a time to go see what had happened and to make sure our four boys were okay. Talk about heart stopping.
Matt and I made it into the boys’ room at the same time…counted heads…all four boys were breathing, not bleeding and just fine. Well, fine if you consider being white as a sheet and shaking with fear as being fine. Compared to what could have been…a little fear and shaking was absolutely fine.
After comforting the boys, we got the story. Two of the boys were just playing and wrestling on the bed…trust me…this is an everyday occurrence. Then, one of them kicked at the window accidentally and BOOM. Out it went. He must have hit it just right.
And we’re not talking about a tiny little window. This window is about 36 inches wide by 40 inches tall.
Our child could have flown out the window and crashed onto cement. Or glass could have slammed down and cut him severely. I can hardly breathe when I think of it.
But he didn’t even get a scratch.
Thank you God for protecting our boys!
It’s hard to see exactly how much glass was shattered all over the place, but here’s one shot I took of the cement slab directly under the window. Picture that all over the surrounding grass and you get the idea. Matt and the boys have spent hours trying to pick up pieces, yet I don’t think we’ll be letting anyone go barefoot any time soon.
This might give you an idea of how high up they were.
Here’s me sticking my hand out the window and waving to the boys picking up glass below.
Can I say it again? Thank you God for protecting our boys.
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