Joey had a little accident at school yesterday. He fell off of the top of the playground face-first and smashed up his nose and face. The doctor says there is a slight hairline fracture to the side of the eye socket. It’s really no big deal– just a little ice and r&r and he should be no worse for the wear. I’d take a picture and post it, but I promised him I wouldn’t. He doesn’t want anyone to see his nose because it “looks funny”.
After it happened, the school called me and since my mom works in the building next-door, I sent her over to investigate. When she got there, he was crying. But not because he hurt, but because he was worried he was going to miss his Valentine’s Day party. According to him, “the girls are really “bumantic” (5-year-old speak for romantic) on Valentine’s Day and they all colored him cards and he didn’t want to leave school because he was going to chase them on the playground later.” With an excuse like that, we let him stay, swollen nose and all.
He explained to me later that the girls were really going to want to chase him now that he has a “broken eye”. He’s going to use this to his full advantage. I’m starting to feel sorry for these poor girls.