A big baby in the house

Last Sunday, I wasn’t feeling very well and had to go to sleep earlier. At midnight, I woke up to go to the toilet (as usual). Well, hubby was still watching TV in the living room. When he heard me coming out from the bedroom, he shouted “Dear, I cut my toe! Come!” I had to go to the toilet first so I ignored him. When coming out from the toilet, I heard him calling again “I cut my toe, I cut my toe! Mmmm!” I was already feeling blurry and sleepy, but I still went and take a look at his toe. It was just a small cut with a little bit of blood only, and then I asked “What happened to your toe?” Then he did his sad face and just laid on the sofa pointing his toe at me. I said “OK, I’ll go find the plaster for you, you clean the cut, and put on the plaster, it will be OK”. I brought the plaster to him, and then I went back to sleep. This guy just needed attention like a baby, I hope he won’t fight with his baby next time for attention.