No, it’s not the head wound. They’re always that way.

I may have misrepresented the reaction to the Mother’s Day cards in the previous post. They were very well received, actually.

Whiny’s read:

We at Paul would like to apologize for the lack of a CD in this year’s gift. Those responsible have been flogged.
If it’s any consolation, we got a great deal on head trauma.

Pepperkat’s said:

This is Paul.
(drawing of a smiling stick figure with red hair and/or bloody scalp)
This is Paul attempting to get you a Mother’s Day gift.
(violent red scribbling)
I wuvles you, mommy. Thank you for being my anchor to the real world. Without you I would have drifted off into a grey void. Of course, without you I wouldn’t be here. Oh dear… I’m running out of room. Oh no! I’m not gonna make it… Nooooooooooooo! Love you! Happy Mother’s Day.
(the last in teeny tiny print, naturally)

Yes, they’re “special” kids. Why do you ask?