As the smallest person in our house, Rand is, understandably, concerned that the Roomba will, someday, vacuum him up. He usually keeps a safe distance, but the Roomba is tricky. It sneaks up on him occasionally. I heard him shrieking in the living room tonight and found this.
Reconstructing events, i think the Roomba crept up when he wasn't looking, he panicked and flipped his Little Tykes car (oddly reminiscent of what happened to me the day after I got my driver's license, but that's a post for another day) trapping his face directly on top of the Roomba in a really tight space.
Me: Are you scared or hurt?Rand: (heartbroken, wailing) I SCARED!
We snuggled. He sucked his thumb. I was as sympathetic as my Uncle Philip was the day he picked me up at the scene of my first car wreck which also included an upside-down vehicle.