How did this happen, you ask? We were running a new wire from the porch light to the switch box. Luke was in the attic pushing the wire down. I was next to the door with my arm in the wall trying to reach the wire. Apparently when Luke shifted his weight it was too much for the sheetrock. Fortunately he was able to get his weight back onto the ceiling joists right before it gave way. The only injuries were having my face and neck sanded by the popcorn ceiling texture. And now we get to look at our lovely patch job until ... whenever we get around to redoing the ceiling.