David and I had a bad pre-bedtime hour last night. He tripped on the bricks outside and bonked his nose. The bleeding stopped pretty quickly, but I was all frazzled. He basically wailed from the accident until we were sitting in the rocking chair getting ready to nurse to sleep. Then he stuck his foot in the air. We both stared at his big toe poking through the hole in the sleeper jammies and cracked up. Both of us, at the same time, giggling at the same thing.