Example A was taken last Monday hours before he fell flat on his back out of the grocery store cart. Yes, I got mom of the year award for allowing my child to stand in the basket because it was 5:30 at night and he refused to sit correctly and wear the seatbelt.
No one saw his swan dive and no one seemed to notice his hysterical screaming. No blood, no goose egg, no dialated pupils, or nausea. We came home (without dinner) and he got a dose of Tylenol. He was no worse for the wear and went to bed by 8pm. I snuck back in his room at 10pm and poked him a few times to make sure he was alive. He didn't act like he even remembered the booboo the next day. I guess in the instance it's a good thing that hardheadedness runs on both sides of the family!
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