I'm not sure if you read about our experience in the emergency room from hell, but the gist of the whole situation was that Lucien had an abrasion, which required no medical care, whatsoever.
Doctor: He doesn't need stitches. You can go.
Me: You don't have to do anything?
Doctor blithely rubs some ointment on Lucien's face, I'm pretty sure just to placate me.
Doctor: No. Nothing.
Well, it turns out that nothing costs $450.
It's in Lucien's name. God, I wonder how he's going to pay this? He better get himself a Baby Gap ad or something. I wouldn't want his credit to be ruined. I think I heard that dings on your credit report only go back 8 years, so by the time he's ready to buy a cool bike he should be okay.
Aww. His first debt. He's definitely a little American.