I open the messages and this is what I saw:
How sad is that little face??
The pictures weren't this large, obviously, but I did gasp out loud.
I got home and he was holding a frozen teething ring on his face. It was ugly, but he was fine. He has always been really tough, his pain tolerance higher than most, which is scary in its own way. He cried, so I know it hurt bad, but he was over it by the time I got home. We all learned a lesson about catching without the proper catchers face protection (which we have but weren't wearing) especially when Daddy is pitching. (Daddy feels really bad). I just kept thinking how lucky he was that it hit the bone under his eye after hitting his glove and didn't hit him square in the eyeball....or the nose....or the mouth with those brand new adult teeth coming in!
He didn't want to go to church yesterday, but did sporting a big hoodie and Daddy's sunglasses. It was a very interesting Sunday look! He had to explain countless times anyway. Here is what it looked like the next morning:
And it's less swollen today but getting prettier!
He almost looks proud of it in this picture. Boys.