
last week, i got the phone call that no mother wants during the middle of a school day. a call from the school nurse saying "'your son's head hit the football post he was going in for a catch and hit head on...maybe you need to come get him".
my heart sank.
will he need stitches? will he have a concussion? will i recognize him?
of course, it was NO where near that bad. in fact, when i walked in the room, he smiled.
yes, he was hurting. and yes, he was partly excited that i was going to be taking him home at 10:30-on a school day.
he was so sweet, letting me know that the boy that pushed him into the pole did it ACCIDENTALLY. by no means should i think otherwise.
funny how that mother instinct kicks in and you KNOW that surely someone other than YOUR child is to blame.
it couldn't possibly have just been an accident.
but it was.
and he is fine.
hard headed and fine.
then again, a milkshake in the middle of a school day can't hurt anyone!
since i forgot to take a picture on the day this happen, he so kindly reenacted his pain for me.
and yes, he did catch the ball.