"I just tripped on de cahpet."
Upon leaving the emergency room early Monday morning, and after much waiting and struggling to pin him down, I whispered in Seth’s ear, “Seth, tomorrow, I’m gonna make you a cake.” This perked him up. He lifted his head from my shoulder. I asked, “Would you like a yellow cake or a chocolate one?” “Chocolate,” he whispered back. “Ok. I’ll make you a chocolate cake with chocolate icing.”
I can’t count how many stitches are in his lip. They used blonde thread, but his lip was completely split through, not busted but a straight split. He clots really well though.
We finished the cake. He had the last real piece tonight. I found a little mouse later, Savannah, at the cake platter getting the last bits of it.
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