Early this morning as I am not feeling well I asked my 6 years old son to go to sari-sari store to buy 2 sachets of detergent powder. I even shouted him not to run because I saw hin running away. Then when he came back I saw his face frowning, then when I asked him why he started to cry and told me what happened. Instead of scolding him, I just get the first aide kit and faced his wounded knee and elbow😭
He fell asleep while enduring the pain.
Seeing him in pain is triple pain inside of me.
(photos are mine, my son's condition right now)
