At exactly five months to the hour, it happened.
Danica came home this evening, and I took Jameson (still in his car seat) and set him upon the table. Per usual, I unbuckled him and began to unbutton his jacket. Something however diverted my attention away from him, and somehow, the carseat tumbled over the edge, Jameson fell out mid-air, and proceeded straight to the hard floor.
Thankfully he wasn’t hurt, but I was crushed.
It was my first “I’m a horrible Dad” moment.