So I was about to chase KK and he turned around to run and smacked his head on the dog kennel. Whamp! He grabs his head and starts to cry and of course I feel like a horrible mother so I grab him up and kiss on him. Poor baby, look at that boo-boo!
He decided to go in the medicine cabinet and fix it. I think he did a good job.
We made heart shaped rice krispie treats to make it feel better. I think it worked.