Our Strong, Very Strong Son!

So, Monday our 30 year old Son, texts, texts, and texts AGAIN, then emailed, and finally called later that night about his knee hurting. He sounded frantic, (like I'm dying here, kinda frantic). I ask myself, why are men such babies? I've been asking myself this question for years and still can't come up with a reasonable answer.
Dad and I thought we may have to pack up and find him in the Intensive Care Unit!

Just a bruised knee from playing basketball. All he needed was an ice pack and an extra pillow.
He's doing quiet well now. Aye, este NiƱo.

2 comments:

Elizabeth said...

That's hilarious! Thank you for your comment, I've enjoyed blogging and I also enjoy reading your blog. Yes we had a great time in Fredericksburg and my little people are getting bigger by the second! I keep telling them they are not allowed anymore birthdays but that isn't working :) Take care!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the boost Cecilia...to be accurate, I sprained it!