Friday, November 13, 2009

He's our son...

Tonight, as I was getting Sam settled (after lights out and a bit of rolling around), he sat up and said 'My head hurts. Need holcola.' Given the events of the last 24 hours (he bumped his stitches this morning, and in general these days throws his body around) I was a bit concerned, and wondering whether he needed pain relief.

After a few minutes of trying to understand what 'need hocola' meant (said with increasing urgency), it finally dawned on me: "My head hurts. Need cholocate." No, sweetie - maybe for dessert tomorrow.

He's our son, alright. And his stiches aren't bothering him one bit.

1 comment:

Andrew G. McArthur said...

I totally get that. What better for your first stitches than chocolate?