Thursday, August 17, 2006

Right when you think you have it right...

it blows up in your face. For us this happened Tuesday when the Cutie was hit by a baseball. Struck him directly on the eye, thank goodness for his glasses which took the brunt of the force, but left him with an orbital blowout. He's home and on the couch with an ice on his eye and drugs in his system and we are now on the facial reconstruction track.

Next time I think we have everything figured out, I'm looking for the foul ball coming at us.

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