There’s that moment that you walk into the bathroom and see blood on the counter, on the sink, the floor, and dripping all down the toilet. Either a massacre has occurred, or some child that you are parenting has had a bloody nose in the night. Not only did my youngest have that epic bloody nose, he also had two more, and then a cough, and a fever, and one bout of midnight vomiting. Three missed days of school later, he is feeling better, and thankfully the bathroom no longer looks like the set of a slasher movie.
I promise you a crazed animal, a concussion, and a kiss in every single book...you're welcome!