to remember

This morning I got the boys their breakfast and while they were eating I went to get dressed. They were quite hyper and excited today, maybe because it is Ridge's birthday. All morning they were screaming with excitement and joking and laughing. This continued on while they were eating. When they were about halfway done eating, Ridge came running into my closet saying, "Cannon's throwing up!" I was only half dressed but I went running out to the dining room because if Cannon is throwing up that means he is really sick, the boy can keep his food down. When I got to him I kind of patted his back at first but then realized that he wasn't sick, he was choking and he was already turning a bluish color. I yelled, "he's choking" to myself of course because there wasn't anyone else to help me. I grabbed him from his chair and started the heimlich and was telling him, "get it out Cannon." He threw up and then was saying "it's out" but he was gasping it, he still couldn't breathe right so we tried again. Everything ended up okay, he was shaken up, I scared him with my reaction, I should have been more calm. Anyway, I just post this so I'll remember and to remind me how thankful I am for my kids.