Glad to know someone was watching over him
Shortly after my mom passed away, my brother, his wife and three boys were hiking in Johnston Canyon and their littlest boy Jack (he was 3 then) stepped on a patch of ice and slid down the side of the canyon. They said that there was absolutely no reason he should have stopped, he should have slid all the way down the canyon and died, but for some reason, right in the middle of his slide, he just stopped and they were able to grab his arm and pull him back up.
I think it was my mom who stopped him
I used to joke with Rob when Kira was about 3 months old and we started to use the baby monitor, every other night we would hear these weird sounds from the monitor as if someone was in her room but when I checked, there was nothing there. I always said "Oh, there's Nanny visiting her granddaughter"
And then just after we moved into this house, she was playing in her playroom and was pushing on the gate and it popped open and I watched as she fell on top of the gate that was sliding down the stairs. I could do nothing but watch and I saw her slide all the way to the bottom where the cement tile was and she stopped just before she would have smashed her little head on the tile. No reason, she didn't hit anything to stop her fall, she just stopped. Sigh, thanks Mom
It was one of my scariest moments.