It started out like a typical Wednesday. In fact, it was better than usual. The new sticker "to do" list I made for the kids seems to be helping add some structure to our days.
I know - sticker charts - I am creating selfish, entitled children who watch too much tv and will never eat enough quinoa.
I was cleaning my teeth, about to leave the house when I hear our son, two, crying. I keep brushing my teeth because it is so standard that someone is crying that I basically only run if someone is screaming.
Even then, I often wait because our four-year-old girl screams a lot.
My electric toothbrush went through two 45-second cycles while he was kind of whimper-crying "my toe, my toe" while I was thinking "just a minute."
A minute and thirty seconds, it turns out.
I emerged from the bathroom to find my son sitting down holding his middle toe with the tip hanging by a flap. Guilt!
