Gus tripped and hit the sidewalk yesterday.
I'm pretty sure everyone in the neighborhood heard that Gus hurt himself. He screamed. A lot. After putting some ice on his face, I asked if he wanted to see his bumps and scrapes. I had just gotten him to stop crying and when he looked in the mirror, he had a horrified look on his face and started crying again. After we got him all settled down, I asked him if I could take a picture of his face. He decided it was best to show off his wounds with a sad face "so everyone knows it really hurts."
This morning he is in better spirits. I think a note to his teacher is in order, lest we get a visit from CPS.
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