I was baking you marbled chocolate chip pumpkin muffins for your afternoon snack at school this week when I heard an awful sound in the bedroom. I literally dropped everything – spatula covered in batter, jar of ground nutmeg – and ran as fast as I could to you.

You had pulled the lamp on my nightstand off the table and on top of you. It had barely landed on you when I ran in and pulled you out from under it. You were so very afraid and upset. I held you and soothed you and reassured you that you were safe. My precious angel, I will always race to rescue you, no matter the situation or time of day or night.