Later, I was washing bottles, Jim was watching March Madness, and Jadon (fully clothed this time) was continuing on with his explorations downstairs. Suddenly we heard him shrieking and looked over by our sliding glass door...and there was Jadon on his back with a plant toppled on top of him. The plant is actually pretty light, and I think it just scared him more than anything, but he did have potting soil all over him. Poor lad. What a night!
Of course, in neither of these moments was my camera anywhere within reach (nor would that have probably been the best thing for a caring, compassionate mother to do before consoling her child...but it would have made for some great photos!)