Dramatic much?

Ryan came into the room the other day screaming, "MOM! My toenail is ripped and I can't pull it off or it will bleed EVERYWHERE!!!"

I said, "It's ok, Ryan. I'll get the clippers, and I'll cut it off for you so that it won't rip anymore."

I cut off his deeply ripped toenail.

Ryan threw his arms around my neck, giving me a huge hug, then stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. He looked lovingly into my eyes and said, "Oh honey, you are always saving my life."