Change of Perspective

I have a child proof lock on the bathroom door. I had to put it on there when Landon learned how to fill the bathtub up with water all by himself. Whenever he needs to go to the bathroom he will bang his butt against the bathroom door repeatedly until I come to open the door for him. He banged the door so hard today that a picture frame and a shelf came crashing down. The shelf fell onto a glass bowl of potpourri that was on the bathroom sink. The impact caused glass to go everywhere. As I was cleaning up the glass I managed to step on a small sliver of glass that was buried in the bathroom rug. That little piece of glass made me reflect on life. It's funny how little things always do that. My first thought wasn't "oh my goodness that hurt", but rather "thank goodness that it was me and not Landon". I still find it amazing how such a little boy can impact my life so profoundly. I would step on a million pieces of glass to protect him. Every waking moment and thought that I have revolves around Landon and I wouldn't have it any other way.