Drew fell off a chair. Scraped, bruised, scared. Howling in my arms. We asked if he needed/wanted ice, hugs, kisses, etc. He replied "I need to cry." So we held him and he did, then drank some ice water and was content.
Isn't it? I love that he recognized it and said it. (I was already beginning to suspect it, but you run down the litany to be sure nothing more tangible is needed anyway, I find....)
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Poor little guy...