So after having a good day yesterday at the Arboretum and then having an awesome spaghetti dinner, we came home and then Wyatt broke his big toe! He was opening the refrigerator and a giant glass bottle of green goddess dressing landed straight on his foot! At first I thought he'd probably cry and then eventually the pain would go away and he'd have a bruise or something. But he was literally crawling at me, the floor, himself, anything in pain and it lasted for about 30 minutes before I took him in. I started to get so worried and feared he had broken it, and whelp, he sure did. He has a crack in his big toe and unfortunately there's nothing the hospital could really do for him except tape it up, which is impossible to do with a 2.5 year old. He's doing better this morning and is walking on it but you can tell it's bothering him.
All we can do now is give him Tylenol. Ugh! It was a rough night!