This is funny. I was talking to my son this evening and somehow we got on the subject of when he was a kid and all his injuries. No wonder I was a nervous mother. Never knowing what would happen next.

He was playing baseball and ran to catch the ball and ran head on into a mail box and was almost knocked out. Neighbors called me as they were about to call an ambulance. Oh the big knot on his forehead was awful.. Another time he went to jump over a skateboard and missed and fell flat on his face hitting his head on the curb almost knocking him out. Another big knot on his head and face all scratched up.. Neighbors called again.. Then he was running and fell on a stick and the stick ran right through his hand.. He was wrestling with a friend and he fell off the bed hitting his eyebrow on the window sill and blooood.. OMG the blood.. He had to have stitches..Playing on the neighbor's trampoline and he falls and fractures his arm. Oh he was playing with his cousin and his cousin threw a rock and broke his front teeth. He looked like a jack-o-lantern. He was sooo proud of his stitches, casts, and new front teeth and bruises... These are just a few of the "all boy" stuff he did. Of course, every injury he was taken to the dentist or doctor or hospital immediately.. .I don't take chances..

Not counting when he and his friends were trying out smoking and set the small wooded area on fire when they tossed the cigarette. Or finding him and his friends sitting on the roof of the house drinking sodas..( I do not know how people can walk on those slanted roofs without falling. I tried painting the outside window sill on the second level of the house and clung for dear life to the edge of window. And No I could not stand up.. I crawled. lol) A sight for the neighbors I am sure..

He also is very competitive, he always wants to win..Top this all off he was asthmatic. So between "breathing and his injuries" there was never a dull moment. All of this was grade school years....

So anyway I said, AJ, maybe that is what is wrong with you, smiling as I said it, maybe you hit your head one too many times growing up. He laughed and said , maybe that is why I'm still in school..

Have to laugh because he has been going to the university for 6 years.. maybe longer.. not counting when he was suspended for a year. But when he was suspended he took classes at a local college...We call him our "professional student".... lovingly... He is determined. He will graduate this coming spring.. I think..

Love him bunches.... What a kid.. oops he is an adult now..