Last night you didn't want to go to bed, so your daddy picked you up and carried you to your room to put you to bed.  A few seconds later, I heard the two of you fall down, and your daddy started screaming in pain.  You immediately started yelling for me.  So I ran into your room, and by then you were standing up but your daddy was stil yelling in pain on the floor.  Right when I got into the room, you started crying...so I swooped you up and began checking you over for injuries.

You had no injuries...you were simply crying because you were scared.  Your daddy finally was able to get up.  I really thought he may have broken his arm or some ribs but he was fine too...just a scrape on his arm.  Once we figured out you two were fine, the next step was figuring out what in the world happened.

Well, we sure figured it out.  I had rearranged your bedroom, so your bed was in a different place from where it was before.  You and your daddy had entered your room in the dark, and expected the bed to in its usual place.  But it wasn't there.  So, the result was that you two crashed on the floor!  After the initial shock wore off, we had a good laugh about it.