Of course this is after Megan "fell down the stairs" and a week later Angela "fell down the stairs" causing crazy bruises - Seriously, I'm gunna end up in jail!
Before calling CPS...
Okay, so right after Nicholas' first pre-season baseball tournament (only one game for us, it was a single elimination tourny and we couldn't seem to hit the stupid ball enough - though Nicholas got a hit and scored - woo hoo) we decided to play catch in the beautiful weather of a perfect day. About 5 minutes in, I gave him a pop-fly from far away, and you guessed it, the ball missed the mit and whammo... right in the cheek bone. It really looks like I 'right hooked' him. He handled it pretty well, burying his face into his mit so others wouldn't see him cry (there were dozens of baseball kids everywhere), but didn't want to play catch anymore that day. Luckily, he doesn't seem traumatized by the incident, and he was not afraid of the ball at the next practice.
In other news... Megan lost her first tooth! She was so brave at letting me wiggle it, but when it came out she kind of freaked out for a minute, then was happy to collect some cash from the tooth fairy. We are calling her our little Jack-O-Lantern, and Nicholas our Lil' Slugger!
Stay tuned for a new post soon...
<3
Keith
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