Tuesday, July 20, 2010

So the other day Braxton was out riding his bike and he ran into
the back of a parked truck. He says there was a dog chasing him
so he was paying attention to the dog chasing him and not where
he was going. He hit the truck with his front tire and then his face.
Miraculously he did not break his nose or get a concussion but his
face sure took a beating. We called him the avatar boy for a couple
of days until the swelling went down. He was pretty tough and did
well once the bleeding stopped. ( He hates blood and freaks out
whenever he bleeds and there was A LOT of blood.) Luckily the
swelling has gone down and his black eyes are mostly gone. We still
get some looks. We had a social worker come to our house.
They had the wrong house and were looking for a neighbor in the
next neighborhood over. Braxton answered the door and the lady had
this shocked look on her face. I pointed her to the right house and she
asked my neighbor how things were at our house and if there was anything
she needed to be concerned about. Hopefully we won't be getting any visits
from the state.



A couple of hours after it happened.



This was the next morning. He has a little bit
of bed head!



Day number three. This was the worst.



Day Four.



Fifth day.

The boys turned on the sprinkler and left it on
all day so the backyard got a little flooded but
they had a great time running and playing in the
water. (sorry can't figure out how to turn the
underlining off.)








2 comments:

Amy said...

Poor guy!!! My goodness that's crazy! And how ironic that the social worker came to the wrong house...lol!!

House of Ham's said...

That is so sad! Those pictures are terrible! I hope he is feeling better now and that mean dog is gone! Thanks again for all your help with Owens thing. I think we got it all sorted out! You are an awesome friend! Lets do a playdate before school starts!


For some reason, Braxton can sleep in the craziest positions.



Here are a few Christmas photos.




Braxton and Jack jumping on Jacks bed

Like father like son (do you like our big patch of weeds?)

Jack didn't have a third hand so he used his mouth to hold the chapstick

Our new puppy Harley