We host my sons birthday party of thanksgiving every year until he’s old enough to tell me he hates having a Turkey themed party. My son, daughter and girl cousin whose same age as my daughter were all in my sons room playing and my son comes out blood all over his face just crying. I immediately take him in my room and try to clean him up so I can see what’s happening. He’s got a huge cute on his face. He’s saying he tripped and fell, his cousin is saying he tripped and fell. My boyfriend gets home from picking up some of the kids who took longer to get ready from their moms house down the block. Walks in tells my son he’s fine, gives him a band aid and tells him to come back to the party. Don’t worry he’s spent over thirty minutes comforting my daughter for what idk and now my daughter has been crying on my MILs lap for the last hour. So f*ckin over this