Poor little pinky toe and look alikes :)

We had a very stressful evening last night. Everything started out fine. We got Cason dressed and ready to go run some errands with us. We went to a furniture store and Cason was fine. He was walking around and climbing on all the furniture---no signs that anything was wrong. Then, we loaded him up and headed to Fudruckers for dinner. Once we got him in his high chair and gave him his food, he became very agitated. It kept getting worse and worse. I was holding him and walking him around which usually works like a charm, but he was getting more and more upset. Scott had to pack our food up to go while I took Cason outside. He was SOOOOO upset---he was screaming at the top of his lungs non-stop. Nothing we did worked. We just couldn't imagine---he has never done this (well at least since he was a colicky newborn). I checked his mouth and I could see huge swollen spot and a little blood on his gums where one of his molars is trying to come in. That hadn't been there earlier, so we thought maybe when he started eating, his gums got sore and agitated and that must be why he was so upset. It was just hard to believe he could be this upset about a tooth--he hadn't acted that way about any of his other teeth. He would get agitated, sure, but nothing like this. We strapped him in the car seat and proceeded to drive home. It just got worse and worse--I had to get in the backseat with him to help calm him a little. Then he started acting really strange and acting like his eyes were rolling back---and he would close his eyes mid-scream---it was so heart breaking. We knew it couldn't be his teeth. His doctors office was on our way home so we pulled in and a sweet nurse came out to check on him. In the meantime we took his shorts and shoes off trying to figure out if something else was bothering him. He kept grabbing at his right leg but we couldn't find anything wrong. The nurse checked on him and told us she thought it just must be his teeth and for us to give him some motrin when we got home. He continued to scream and act like he was in the most horrible pain. When we pulled into the garage I looked down at his feet (he had socks on but no shoes). It looked like his right pinky toe was very contorted in his sock so I took his sock off and he really had a fit. We have no idea how but his pinky toe  had gotten in a bad position in his sock and when we took his sock off, we just knew it was broken because of the way it looked. It was pink and purple and separated from the rest of his toes. It was twisted and all contorted. It must have happened when we put his shoes on BUT he was fine at the furniture store and it didn't help him at all when we took his shoes off at the doctors office. The sock was keeping it in that painful position. We thought we were going to have to taken him somewhere for a broken toe but after a few minutes, it started to go back into position and he completely calmed down. By the time we got him inside the house he was clapping and laughing and was completely fine---a totally different child. We felt SOOOOOO bad----he was trying to tell us when he kept grabbing his leg but we couldn't figure it out. Poor little Cason---we are NEVER wearing those shoes again. Thank goodness it wasn't because of his molars because he has several more to go and that would have been torture!

On a side note, every since Cason was born people always say he looks just like Scott. I constantly hear that he looks nothing like me. I agree that he looks SO much like Scott and I'm sure he will look more and more like him as he gets older BUT I found some of my baby pictures and I think he looks a lot like me when I was a baby too.

What do you think?

Here are some pictures of Scott as a baby...

Here are some pictures of me as a baby...

I know you have seen tons pictures of Cason but here are a few to remind you :)