Today I had by far the scariest moment of my life. I was cooking Chili for our ward party this afternoon and had sat Davis down to eat some grapes while I was cooking. Caleb called me and I went to help him in the family room. When I walked back towards the kitchen Davis was standing there, bright red, eyes bulging with this pleading look in them for me. He was choking and so I put him facing down on my arm and was hitting his back but nothing was helping. I ran out the door to run and get some help and about half way down the driveway I heard a faint cry. So I pounded harder and half a grape came up and I reached in his mouth and started scooping grapes out. He had about 5 grapes shoved in there. It took a bout 30 seconds before we got a real cry out but who knows how long he went before I found him. It just makes you realise how fast life can change on you. Poor John I called him when it was all over but I was hysterical. I mean I was shaking out of control mostly because for a time there I thought I couldnt help him. So John heard me say "Davis was choking....I couldn't save him...sob....sob..." Poor guy! I'm not a great communicator when I'm freaking out.
Here are the trusses up. The first picture is of 2:00 in the afternoon yesterday and the second ones were at 6:00 that night.