Someone has a case of the Mondays

This hasn't been the best day in Owen's short record book. He woke up with pink eye in his right eye, all oozy and crusted shut. (Thanks for passing that along, Dad!) Then, for the first time in weeks, he fell over while sitting, bonking his head on the bathroom floor and getting a tiny red knot over his left eye. But he was a trooper, fussing minimally as breakfast was delayed for a trip to the winter express service at the pediatrician and the pharmacy for eye drops. And now I hear him giggling his head off with Carla - after breakfast - so it looks like this case of the Mondays will not be chronic.