A wicked bug reeked havoc on Evan, me, and Jon last week - I missed 2 days of work and part of my weekend!
Evan spent his first day of feeling better playing water games and football with the kids on our street. Ended up with a rock stuck in his head and ran screaming into the house, "I'm dying!"
I couldn't do the blood, so Jon took him upstairs to put him in the tub. (No stitches needed - hoorah) Jon had told Carson to get the rock thrower's parents. They showed up while Jon was upstairs, and I had to deal with that interaction. Great. Go Jon.
Evan calmed down enough to ask Carson (it was one of Carson's friends that pegged him), "Is this what friends do?"
I'm so ready for school to start on Monday!