Ka-chow!

You have to know this little guy to know "Ka-chow!"

For the Con-Man, "Ka-chow" = Lightening McQueen!

Tonight, when he took his eye to his toy box, I loaded him up for urgent care in his "Ka-chow" jammies, "Ka-chow" slippers, and with his "Ka-chow" toy car (the woobie was temporarily unlocatable). He was so brave. He didn't even cry. Nor did it phase him that his eye was leaking blood. Instead, he skipped around the urgent care office, and laid still waiting for his "Ka-chow" tracks (steri strips) to be put in place.

"Two tracks!" he said. He can't wait to show all his friends at school tomorrow!

I am so glad we had the Christmas pictures done just hours before!