Angelee has been nervous at all the strange men in our house. They came with strange tools and strange smells, and they all smiled at her. She curiously wanted to see what they were doing in our entryway, but shyly ducked away when she caught them looking at her.
These good men came over to replace the railing around our stairs. It isn't up to code, and it's dangerous for little children. It isn't high enough, the spaces between the slats was wide enough for Angelee to get her body through, and there was room enough between the bottom of the railing and the floor for a child to slip through. I had nightmares of Angelee dangling from her helmet over the stairs. <shudder> Furthermore, it wasn't structured so we could put a gate at the top of the stairs.
After much measuring, thinking, and weighing of options, we decided to rip it out and replace it with a solid half-wall. I feel so paranoid about Angelee taking another fall! The sooner it could be done, the better. Some wonderfully energetic and skilled men from our church came over on Wednesday and pulled out the old railing, framed in the new half-wall, and even sheetrocked it in one evening! I am amazed, and grateful. The good people around us have been some of our best blessings.