Flapjack...Man (okay boy) of Steel
Flapjack had a baseball game tonight. He plays catcher and he's pretty good (yes, I'm bragging). Ever been to a farm league game? Longest hour and a half of your life. Tonight he kept standing up as the pitch came in instead of waiting for the batter to swing first. He came close to getting creamed by a bat several times before a granddad in the stands went and had a chat through the fence with him. (Yes, coach was on the field...yes, he said he was watching...he said we were overreacting...whatever.) The very next pitch flapjack got hit by the bat...not on the head...on the arm. Those on the field apparently missed it (again...whatever) but every mom in the stands saw it and flinched. Flapjack took off his glove, got a handful of dirt, rubbed it on his arm, put his glove back on and got back to catching.
When he got home I asked to see his arm...HUGE knot...already blue. I was so impressed that he didn't cry.
Then he tells me he hit his head...in the dugout...and again...NO ONE noticed. (What the heck are those men doing? What the heck was his DAD doing?) I'm thinking a little bump so I take off his cap and look...HOLY COW...he has an egg on the back of his head with a cut...and BLOOD. My kid hit his head, then stuck a batting helmet on it and hit a triple...Flapjack is TOUGH.
He did have a good cry with me in private and admitted both injuries hurt a lot. I just love that kid.
When he got home I asked to see his arm...HUGE knot...already blue. I was so impressed that he didn't cry.
Then he tells me he hit his head...in the dugout...and again...NO ONE noticed. (What the heck are those men doing? What the heck was his DAD doing?) I'm thinking a little bump so I take off his cap and look...HOLY COW...he has an egg on the back of his head with a cut...and BLOOD. My kid hit his head, then stuck a batting helmet on it and hit a triple...Flapjack is TOUGH.
He did have a good cry with me in private and admitted both injuries hurt a lot. I just love that kid.
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Gender: Female
Location: United States
About Me
I'm a wife, a mom, an educator and a normal (okay, relative term here) person who makes frequent mistakes. I have a lot to say, hence the blog. My kids were adopted as babies (one through an agency and one through the foster care system). I love to talk about adoption. My daughter has sensory issues as well as ADHD. I like to vent about parenting. I am occasionally rosy, usually blunt and sometimes I am simply downright rude. Don't read if it offends you. I may sometimes write about my school experiences so let me cover my bases. I don't live in your town, I don't work at your school, I am not talking about your child, you don't know me. If you think you've figured out who I am...ask me, I will lie and say you don't know me. email me at chocolatecoffeesleep@hotmail.com
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