As I mentioned, Jackson had a pretty rough afternoon yesterday, what with smashing his finger to smitherines and all. The only two sources of comfort after the tragedy were 1) Finding Nemo (thank goodness he's starting to pay attention to movies - a little bit) and 2) chocolate milk.
As if he weren't spoiled enough from that, I went today to Dairy Queen for his very first summer ice cream cone. His first one at all, actually. Loved the moment!