It was a long day, with trying kids.
I don't even want to relive it for the blog fodder.
Lets just put it this way....
Then I get home, get done teaching (for 2 hours, I am back on in a few) and DJ decides to jump on our bed.
Where he proceeded to jump and land directly on my foot, that was flexed with my toes toward the ceiling. I swear it felt like he broke my foot, and it still hurts like a sumabitch.