Twice, Big E has woken up over the past two nights to this ailment.
I ran through my mom ideas.
IS YOUR FOOT ASLEEP?
IS IT CRAMPING?
ARE YOU HAVING GROWING PAINS?
I'm unsure he understood any of it, so in the end I offered him some medicine. He was really amped about that.
Last night, before I could even give him the medicine, he declared his foot was fine. But he still wanted the medicine.
Normally, I'm in tune when Big E is faking something. But he comes into our room with such tears and heartache that I almost believe him.
IF YOUR FOOT KEEPS HURTING WE ARE GOING TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL AND HAVE IT OPERATED ON.
Maybe some mind games would flush out his lies.
So, mark surgery of the list of things this kid is concerned about.
Hopefully tonight he won't go for the trifecta.
Please, sir, may I have some more? (In a bad British accent)