Black and Blue

We had kids over a couple weeks ago for all of the playoff games. It gets a little rowdy with 8-9 kids running around and it eventually became boys vs. girls. So when the boys were chasing the girls and they ran into a room, they slammed the door behind them, and it just so happened to slam on Mark's head. We heard the crying and knew it wasn't a whiny cry that it was indeed a hurt cry, but when Matt brought him down and I saw the golf ball size bump on Mark's head, I couldn't help but gasp, which of course made matters worse. It's started to heal which means it has turned every color under the sun and Mark really likes seeing how it changes. Boys will be Boys!