Sunday, in the middle of the first quarter of the Cowboys / Giants game, 1 of 2 decided to go bike riding in front of our house. His helmet wasn't fitting properly (he'd managed to release the clamps holding the straps). So I spent a few minutes getting it all adjusted again. Good thing, too, because he wasn't out there more than 5 minutes before he showed up inside again in extreme pain.
I'm not sure of all the details, but he was going relatively fast when he lost control and hurtled to the pavement. 6/10ths (my better half) saw him hit the ground and slide, face down. He bruised and scraped his left knee (and tore a hole in his new pants), scraped the knuckles of his left hand, and scraped his nose and upper lip (and cracked his bike helmet).
We put bandages on his knee and fingers but the scrape on his nose started right between the eyes and goes down to the tip. We figured that it was just too hard to bandage — the small bandages wouldn't cover the scrape and the big ones wouldn't fit between his eyes. So we just cleaned it and let it scab over.
He looks pretty bad and is getting a lot of grief at school. But I keep promising him that scars give a guy a certain, I don't know what exactly, but a certain je ne sais quoi that the girls seem to be attracted to.
Aside #1: I do know that "je ne sais quoi" means "I don't know what". But 1 of 2 doesn't so it works.In the meantime he's taking a lot of oral analgesics.
Aside #2: I love the way that sounds — oral analgesics. And yes, I tell them that the termometer is a rectal one, just to see their reaction. Still works after all these years!Another bonus is that we get to avoid posing for any more Christmas pictures this year!
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