I'm thinking about my son, who went to stay with his Mom tonight. He had to get 7-stitches in his chin the other day, and per the doctor, we took them out this morning. This evening, his cut popped back open and the poor little guy had to get it glued tonight. Now, his stitches have been replaced by superglue and Duct tape. (It's 'steri-strips and medical glue...)
He's such a little warrior. That kid is four years old, and he just keeps on tickin'. I wish I didn't care about anything, except having fun like he always does. He doesn't have to worry about anything.