Poor Jonah!
Last night he went to a youth activity night at church (in one piece) and came home with what seems to be a broken nose.
OUCH!
They were practicing for a skit of some sort and spinning people around as part of the performance, when another boy's head popped Jonah in the nose. Jonah's nose started bleeding and I believe he started to see the "light at the end of the tunnel"--because the hit left him dazed for a few minutes.
Jonah phoned me about 10 minutes after it all happened and said, "I need Dad here right away." That's not exactly the type of phone call you like to hear--especially when it sounds like this, "I neeb Dab here right abay" (swollen, bleeding noses make some of those consonants a little tough to sound out).
Thankfully, it looks okay this morning. I'm not sure he needs to go to the Dr., but I think it won't hurt to have them check it out.
Also not sure he's going to want a photo posted on the blog, but you can probably picture it.
