This is the culprit.
See where the back of the couch is separated? This is where I tried to remove my pinkie toe....the one that cries, "wee wee wee all the way home." I too wanted to cry, "wee wee wee all the way home,"...or maybe something else... What is it about stubbed toes that brings out the "best" in me? I'm really glad I maintained enough composure to not teach the little ears nearby some new vocabulary words.
The downside? My littlest piggy is broken. The upside? I get to wear this super cute foot brace. I know you're all jealous. Well, stop by my house and I'll let you kick my couch. Then you too can have a super cute foot brace like mine.
If you don't want to kick my couch...you can still come over with sympathy gifts and if you're lucky I'll let you paint my toe nails. Just don't touch the pinkie.
Compliance will ensure a happy and rested mother upon reaching our destination and who doesn't want a happy mom?
