We've been having a hard day today.
Many fights. Lots of the boys yelling at each other and pushing each others' buttons. Jude crying a lot.
I hear Jude crying again and he comes out of the room into the living room with tears streaming down his face.
Me: What's wrong buddy? *giving him a hug*
Jude: *in between sobs* I scratched myself on my neck!
Me: *I look and see a red scratch that has broken the skin, but just barely* On what?
Noah: Oh me and Jude were playing with this hanger!
O hello rusty, metal hanger.