He stuck the landing

There are times when you frantically run to your first born child after hearing the crash while anxiously inquiring "are you all right?", "Do you need the boo boo bunny?", "Did you hurt my floor/wall/fireplace screen?" and "Didn't I tell your father not to put that dangerous whatever there, you heard me tell him that, didn't you, doesn't anyone ever listen to me around here, do you men just go looking for reasons to put your eye out or what?"

And then, there is the time when you hear the crash and tell him you would be happy to help him up due to the fact that as part of his fall, he heroically saved the umbrella he had just been told not to break under pain of death. After you got a picture, of course. This was one of those times.