Story #1: Tanner, one of my favorites, was tossing a kids baseball (one that is slightly padded) back and forth with one of the other kids. He missed it and it hit him in the nose. I ran over to see if he was okay because he was crying. I scooped him up in my arms, checked his nose to see if it was bleeding (it wasn't at that point) and then he put his head on my shoulder still screaming. All of a sudden he pops up, and in a completely normal tone, like nothing was goes, "I'm beeding." It was so funny. I love that kid. I didn't notice until I got home and had gone to get food that I had blood on my clothes. Good thing I don't wear nice stuff to work usually.
It was a fun day at work, but I was dead by the time I got home. I went to get into my car twenty minutes after I got home from work and I was so tired I just flopped in. I didn't duck my head enough though, and I smacked my eyebrow on the side of my car. I got my first black eye! Luckily it hasn't gone down underneath, but it still really hurts! This is what it looked like the next day.
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