I even laugh at my son's misfortune

As I was on the computer talking to my sister, I heard Jack start screaming bloody murder. I looked over and all I saw was two little feet sticking up in the air... he had fallen face first into the storage ottoman where we keep all of his toys. Apparently he was reaching in a little too far. After I pulled him out, he buried his head into my shoulder and started wailing. I'm sure it scared the shit out of him. But as I was comforting him, I couldn't help but snicker a little inside because the image of nothing but is feet sticking up in the air was too damn funny.