Sunday, October 4, 2009

Mrs. Harry Potter

I was playing with Logan the other day when he scratched me across the forehead. I was surprised how much it was still stinging, well after it happened. When I finally got to a mirror, I was not very enthused to see that Logan gave me a nice Harry Potter lightening bolt. A day or two after this unfortunate event, I awoke to a very bloody lightening bolt. Apparently I must have scratched it open in my sleep. Lovely. I made Garrick take a picture - just for the record.

1 comment:

Weatherspoon Family said...

That is only the beginning. I've received a black eye from Jake throwing the ball to me without me knowing he was even going to throw a ball. Many more battle wounds for you to come I'm sure!!