Wordless Wednesday

You know me...I can't go completely "wordless". Sebastian fell outside and scraped his knee. I'm not really sure who this was more traumatic for - him or me. He was screaming screeching squealing shrieking crying uncontrollably and absolutely nothing would console him. It was one of those "near death" experiences where one trips in the driveway, scraping their knee & gets a little bloody & dirty, and your whole 2 years of life flash before your eyes. I know you are all very aware of the type of experience I am speaking of if you have a little one around.

Anyway, he finally calmed down and am on the line holding with social security as we are now going to have file for disability. He refuses to move from his perch on the ottoman in the living room...of course because he is now unable to walk. I'm telling you it's serious folks. He must have some sort of unknown, now chronic, dirty knee syndrome which enslaves his parents for all eternity. As if I don't wait on him enough - now it's mandatory that I carry him from rooom to room because of his "condition". He is in such pain that I had to up his dosage of Starbursts. What a cruel cruel world we live in ;)

{you know that I am not enjoying one single second of coddling him & nursing his every little woe because there is nothing in the world that compares to a Mama's healing touch! gotta go now & tend to love on my baby boy}