Eloise: Mommy, are you sad?
Me: A little bit honey, but I'm okay.
Eloise: Is it because the bell on your bike doesn't make a pretty sound?
Now I have TWO things to cry about. Stupid ancient bicycle bell. Not even a three year old finds you charming. And as for the first thing I was crying about, let's just say I stubbed my toe. It hurts like hell.