Mason was sitting at the counter today and in a nostalgic voice said, "Mom, last night was the best night EVER." I looked at him and said, "you mean the one we spent in the emergency room?" He said, "yeah. We got to go out to dinner and I got to pick out the restaurant AND the food."

Poor baby...slices the top of his finger off but is happy about it because he gets a milkshake from Red Robin. Perhaps we have cut back his sugar intake a bit too much.