Monday morning, Holden fell on the stairs going to get Katie for school. He got banged up pretty good. He had scrapes on his arms, hands and face. When we got home, he went straight into the bathroom. I went to see what he was doing, and he was soaking wet. I asked him what he was doing and he said, "mom, I am washing the hurt off". I wish it were that easy!
On Sunday my mom took Holden to the bathroom during church. After waiting and not hearing him tinkle, my mom ask Holden if he was finished. He told her, "grandma, something is wrong with my pee pee (it won't go), maybe it went somewhere else..." With Holden we have a lot of false alarms, so his pee pee must go somewhere else all the time. I really wish I knew where it went!
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