Dresser Disaster

This afternoon I was talking on the phone while the boys were supposed to be taking naps (Pason was, Carter wasn't). I heard a loud crash and then Carter's cry. Those are two sounds a mother never likes to hear together. I ran to Carter's bedroom, opened the door and saw his dresser tipped over. I couldn't see him at first because he was under the drawers. I quickly but carefully pulled the top drawer off him and then he started to stand up. That was a good sign that he was moving on his own. As I pulled the other drawers off him he said between his tears, "my wamp (lamp) is bwoke". At that point I realized he was probably okay if he was worried about his lamp. I checked him over and he stopped crying and told me he was okay. I took a picture (for the blog of course!) and then started to clean up. When I set the dresser upright and started putting drawers back and checking for damage I found a scratch in the paint with hair imbedded in it. I went to check Carter again and sure enough he had paint stuck in his hair. I previously thought this was just leftover from lunch. I felt immediately grateful for a Heavenly Father who is watching out for my family as I realized how amazing it was that I wasn't headed to the doctor's office for stitches or broken bones to be cast or worse. I guess he has that hard Rowan head. I love my Carter bug and he hopefully has learned a lesson about climbing on things!