Ouch!

After dinner tonight, the little dude fell and hit the back of his head on the floor pretty hard. Stomach-churning injuries get extra love and attention, so he got half an episode of Yo Gabba Gabba along with lots of hugs and snuggles. Watching a show when he's hurt sometimes helps him calm down, but it also lets us keep a close eye on, in this case, his rapidly growing goose-egg. I am paranoid about head injuries and concussions.

The little stinker said (through his tears) that he wanted to watch the show but he needed to breathe first. What? We finally figured out that he thought he needed to have a breathing treatment to watch Yo Gabba Gabba. It took some explaining, but he settled down for about half an episode without his nebulizer.

My work shirt and pajama pants are a good look, huh. Eric's a lucky guy!