Poor Sam

We had a little injury at t-ball today.  :( First Sam batted and made it to 3rd base. He was very proud of himself and chalked it up to his new bat. Then he took the field. He stopped one ball and ran after another two or three. Not sure if these plays resulted in outs. Again, he was quite proud of himself...as was I. So glad he was staying out of the dirt. Ha! Well the team started running for the dugout and somehow Sam fell into the dugout. It hit him right under his eye. Poor buddy was so brave. The coach called for a nurse...thank goodness there was one close by. It bled a little and it was hard to tell how deep it was. She recommended getting it checked out because of the location.  She felt it would need a stitch or some dermabond.  So off we were to LeBonheur Urgent Care. Sam was so upset he had to leave the game. :( After it was all said and done, no stitches or glue were necessary. That was one mighty expensive bandaid. My piece of mind was priceless though. :)