Sunday, September 28, 2008

Black Eye


I never thought my first black eye would come at the hands - so to speak - of my 2 1/2 year-old...

On Friday night, Colin started playing a fun game with Hanna, who was sitting on my lap. Hanna would reach out and touch Colin's face. In response, Colin would let out a loud yell and fall down like he had just been hit. Over and over again he did this as Hanna and I just laughed. The next morning, Hanna joined Marcy and I in bed after she ate. A short while later, Colin woke up and climbed up with us, too. Colin, remembering the fun that was had the previous night, started playing the game again, with Hanna touching his face, and him flopping down into our pillows. Except that one fateful time, Colin decided to flop backwards. The back of his head crashed down onto my eyebrow, causing a significant amount of pain and the present bruising that you see above. It made for a good story at church this morning. I'm sure that this is just the first of many Daddy-hood scars that I will incur in my lifetime.

2 comments:

The Thief said...

When my older (now 4 years old) was 2, he gave my wife a nasty shiner, and it wasn't an accident. He head-butted her right in the eye. Yeah, we've got a strong-willed one...

Scott Russ said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Whoever though Mike would become a victim of domestic abuse from Colin! The fun is only beginning!