


A strange thing happened today. I was ready to walk out the door at 6:00 am with the kids to take them to school and Gaby came out to the kitchen and said..."mom, do you have anything for a head ache?" I looked over at him and saw he had a bloody nose and he was holding his head. "What???" Then, he told me his story...
You know how teens kinda like new clothes, new hairstyles, new music and...muscles, right? Well, this kid from school loaned our kids an elastic-type contraption for your biceps. Things were going good until Gaby pulled a muscle in his back last week. Still convinced that this thing
might work, he was pulling on it this morning while laying on his bed...with his foot and hand. After a strong pull, it slipped off his foot...his slipery sock, and the handle wacked his eye/nose area so very hard that it almost knocked HIM out.
(He is demonstrating in the pictures.)
He has a good attitude about it because he even let me take pictures of it while he was explaining it all to us. He has a very bruised face, but recognizes the miracle that it didn't hit his eye.
P.S. He told me I could write this.