Gigi and Grandpa Bob were over for lunch today and Solo was riding his bicycle (yes, in the house). His handlebar got caught on a chair and he tipped off the bike. He bonked his head (nothing serious) and he landed on all fours. Without a word or sound, he crawled on all fours to the living room. He hid behind a chair and started crying. I followed after him and picked him up and I asked, "Are you hurt or embarrassed?" and he just sobs, "I am so embarrassed!"
It was the sweetest/saddest thing I have ever heard. It also gained me a little insight into my son.