Bam.
Right across her changing area and her bed.
At about 9:30pm, when usually she would be right at that spot, asleep or almost asleep.
As i lifted that heavy heavy door, there was a horrifying realization that even an adult lying there would have died.
But thankfully, for some strange reason, Glory had taken a longer nap that afternoon, at a later time than usual. So she was still wide awake then.
And for some strange reasons, Munch and i were watching Don't Forget the Lyrics that night, and we (lazily? negligently? but very fortunately) postponed her bath, which was usually at 8pm.
So when the door came crashing, Glory was taking her bath at a very uncustomary time of 9:30pm.
When we studied the door to figure out how it could just come crashing down without warning, we were quite horrified. The heavy sliding panel was held in place at the top by 2 little things like this:
If both knobs were up, the 1cm tall knobs would keep the door in place.
up
But if just one of the little knobs went down (by even half a cm), then there goes the door.
And we found that with a simple and light touch, the catch would be depressed and the knob would drop.
In our case, no one even touched the catch. Was it a lizard? Gravity? Wind? The Devil?
In any case, we removed the other sliding door.
Better an ugly room with dusty things than risking THAT thing falling on my baby.
So if you know anyone who bought similar wardrobes (White Collection), or any wardrobe with sliding doors for that matter, do check that the groove is deep enough and the catch secure enough.
The thoughts of what would have happened if Glory had taken her bath/ gone to bed at her usual time horrifies me.
But thanks, those of you who are keeping Glory and my family in your prayers.
I believe it made a difference.
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