- cried real tears.
- scared Lucy (not on purpose, but he was so loud).
- reduced me to tears during the sock and shoe phase of the morning.
- made Descartes yelp in pain from wriggling away whilst Descartes was still holding onto Jake (Descartes' back twisted a wrong way).
- made me so worried that I decided not to leave the kids alone to shower (Descartes had an early meeting).
Duh. duh DUH! One pill and he felt better. One pill. My poor boy.
I do not even have enough room in my heart for the guilt of having not thought of it sooner.