Selah and stairs
I’m a little traumatized right now. Selah just fell down the stairs again (all the way from the top this time, head first!). This is the third time in probably as many weeks – the first time I actually fell down stairs while carrying her.
She seems to be fine, which is a relief. The last two times she had trouble walking for awhile after the fall, and the first time Sara actually took her to the ER. She’s probably fine, but it really scares me.
I guess this is one benefit of living in a split-level – the staircases have half the stairs. That, or you could say that there are twice as many staircases… 
