Today Jack was standing in front of the television when Maxwell said "Uh, Jack's toe is bleeding." Jack had no idea his big toe was a bloody mess. And no idea how it ended up that way. So we went to Alpine Pediatrics where the Nurse Practitioner told Jack he was a very brave boy, and wouldn't need stitches. RELIEVED! She cleaned his toe, bandaged it up nicely, and sent him home with a sucker, a bouncy ball, and a sticky hand that is now semi-permanently stuck to the vaulted ceiling. Awesome.
I told Jack to make a happy face for a picture for Dad. He preferred his mad face, and there you have it.