Tonight at soccer, I was happily watching Cooper behead dandelions and Jack play some elaborate game that involved 2 other younger siblings and most of the practice cones when a sweaty Harry came running up to me screaming, "I need to go pee RIGHT NOW!"
I left Cooper cooing at one of the moms and gestured Jack to come with us. He was all, "I have to pee RIGHT NOW, too!" That's when I noticed Jack's gushing bloody nose.
I ran to the school with Harry in the lead and Jack next to me, clamping a tissue over his nose. We got to the front doors to find that the building was locked. Both boys shrugged and said "I can hold it," and turned on their heels to trot back to the field. I gave them my best WTF look and walked behind them back to my happy baby and his weeds.
Jack on crazy hair day.