First Sports Injury

I've blogged about my son, Noah, before. He is on the Little League of West Allis defending champion Mets. We're young this season, but it's still fun to teach the kids and mold them into little ballplayers!

Last weekend during pre-game warm-ups, he took ball off his left eye. He had to have stitches and missed the game. I think he was more upset that he missed the game, than getting hurt.

Here's his mug the day after the injury, which required 8 stitches to close. Thank you, Children's Hospital...y'all did a great job.

He's competitive, and asked me how many stitches I had in my life. I told him I got four in my chin at age 6, and 6 in my upper lip...thanks to an Evil Knievel like stunt on my bike in 4th grade.

He said, "Well, I got 8 at one time. You've never had that many at one time. I win". Hopefully, I can say, "Well, I've had 10 in my life....and I win!"

NO MORE TRAINING WHEELS

Like the John Anderson song says...."it was a happy day, but kinda sad." My youngest, Hailey, can now ride her bike without training wheels. It was just yesterday (or so it seems) when I was running behind my son's bike, trying to get him to learn.

Here's a little footage of her step into "Big Kid World".