My Poor Wyatt

Wyatt had a rough day.  It started with him completely throwing up his breakfast.  Apparently Sayre twisted him up on the swing, let go, and he threw up in the backyard all over the ground.  His day ended with something I thought he had out grown.  When Wyatt would get upset he used to hold his breath and pass out.  He hasn't done that in a long time.  Well he got upset with me this afternoon, held his breath, and fell down the stairs into the garage, landing on the concrete floor.  He hit his head really hard.  Thankfully Stacey and Jodi were here and helped to access Wyatt.  He has a very large bump and a few other bruises but we think he's fine.  Pretty scary.