E was out playing baseball with his dad a little while ago...I had a sleeping 3 year old on the couch next to me, an 8 month old (She Nut is 8 months old today!) who passed out in the exersaucer, an 8 year old sitting next to me playing games on the Lego website and a very cranky sick little Owee who had just calmed down and was staring with heavy eyes at Cowgirl Dora. I could feel sleep creeping in and ready for the nap I longed for.
Then I heard the cry of 6 year old E Nut that was not the cry of a child getting in trouble, which I could have slept through, but the cry of a little boy who just got nailed in the mouth with a baseball. Poor sad bloody little boy.