"Did it hurt real bad?"

"It burned," Charlie said. "It felt like I was on fire."

"Do you think mommy and daddy want to hurt you?"

Charlie nods in the affirmative.

"That would be really mean; like really evil. Do you think mommy and daddy are evil?"

He nods up and down again, dipping his waffle in a small bowl of sugar-free syrup.

The slight smirk tells me he doesn't truly believe that, but it sucks to hear that from your child nonetheless.

That was this morning. Last night we took Charlie to hell and back with two site changes. The first site change was so absolutely horrendous that we just HAD to do it again, the monsters that we are. (READ MORE)

The crinkled tape and vibrant red-tinged tubing looks like leftover materials from an ancient bloodletting. Charlie's battered behind gets just a moment's rest before a new site is gored into his skin.

The pump does a lot of fantastic things. According to Charlie, if you press the up arrow three times while holding down the bolus button, you can create an impenetrable blue glowing force field. Up arrow four times while holding down bolus can obliterate the High School Musical poster on his sister's wall with a single, powerful laser blast. Me? I like the ease in which we can fine-tune and tweak. I like that he doesn't have to be 200 all night. We can punch in just a dash of insulin to drop him to a safe 150. (READ MORE)