Sympathy for Mack

Last week Mack dropped a 5lb. dumbell on his big toe. Emily had been "exercising" at Dawn-Dawn's house and decided when she was finished it would be wise to bring the weight downstairs and place it on a barstool in the kitchen that has tile floors where her baby brother was playing. Awhile later Mack moseyed over to the barstool, attempted to pick it up, decided it was too heavy and dropped it on his barefoot. For the record I am not blaming it Emily or Arin because I was standing right next to him when it happened, but come on Mack, 5lbs., really I thought you could handle that. Anyways it cause some serious emotional distress and also broke his toe, which caused more emotional distress for his parents over the next 2 days. We knew it was probably broken, but didn't think the doctor would do anything if it was, etc. I won't get into specifics but it was looking worse after 2 days and he would periodically throughout the day point to it or touch it and say "OOWW?" Pathetic I know. So we called or neighbor who is a P.A. and specializes in Orthopedics for some advise and before we could do anything he was at our door. He looked it over and decided it was definitely broken but only the first joint so there was nothing to do about it and it would be fine. That was a relief but we still feel so sorry for him, poor baby. Plus anyone could really have felt sorry for him simply because he seriously needed a haircut but thankfully grandma took care of that this weekend. Now he is cute with a broken toe instead of scrounge.