I picked C up from school early today. Wee man dove into the action, ended up taking a soccer ball to the tum, thoroughly lost his wind, and decided after a bit he wanted to come home.
He was quiet during the afternoon but by the time R was home he felt well enough to go out and play with his truck and mug a bit for me and the camera.
He'll be fine.
He was gracious about posing, at least. The blur of blue there is Rosey, who didn't want to stand still long enough for me to click the shutter. Too much to do!