Our Son, Quasimodo

Well. . .not 5 seconds after I told the boys to take their rough-housing outside, THIS happened. Damian's head collided with Gehrig's right eye after jumping off the banister (something that has always been forbidden in our house). When I heard the screaming from both of them, I knew it was bad news. I hardly dared go and look. Gehrig's injury was obvious, so I grabbed a bag of peas for him and then checked out Damian. I couldn't believe how big the bump on his head was (you can't really tell in the picture). So. . .the boys joined each other on the couch, one with frozen peas on his eye and one with frozen mixed vegetables on his head.