Flat Out Like-a-Lizzard Drinkin
Now in Technicolor!

So my kids are playing outside when the peaceful singing of birds is interrupted by the screams of a child. I run. Wil runs. And on the ground is my youngest screaming and clutching his head.  Well, it seems that the oldest was hitting sticks against a tree to break them and one of the pieces flew through the air and decided that my youngest son's face looked like a target. Pow! Zap! Bam! Right into the side of the nose, a mere 1/4 away from the tear duct of the eye. At first I am thinkin' his eye is gone, he's probably holding it in his hand (believe me there was ALOT of blood) but no, after a good clean up it is determined that the eye is indeed still in the socket. Yippee! No ER visit.  So the little guy has a nasty hole on the side of his nose where the stick made contact and tried to drill it's way through, and a whole lot of swelling. Oh, and let us not forget that with this package, you also get a lovely shiner! By the way, why do they call them "black eyes" when they are clearly purple, blue and red?  Oh well...

(For a picture of said shiner:  see "Pookie" in the album section. )

 

 

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