Friday, June 25, 2010

Big Boys Don't Cry

Frank and Logan were playing catch after dinner last night. Frank was in the catchers position with his mit by his face, and Logan was practicing his pitch. I walked outside to tell Frank something so he turned to me and Logan threw the ball anyway...clocked frank right in the forehead (we were a little proud that he finally threw a good pitch!). Blood was gushing immediately. I took him to the instacare where they gave him 6 stitches! We think it was the threads that gashed it so bad - it's all jagged like Harry Potter :) Logan was pretty upset, and really worried about his dad. Logan's putty in his hands now, and Franks totally taking advantage...


1 comments:

Julie said...

Poor Frank!! And I thought he was crying because we moved. . .tell him I hope it doesn't hurt too bad (the gash, I mean). :)