Ouch!!

Who wins when you are running down the hall and you slip and fall into the door frame??

Not Ashton.....




We were visiting Grandma June and Grandpa Larry last night, getting even more candy, we were just getting ready to leave and Ashton decided that he needed to say goodbye to the cat (why? I'm not exactly sure but he thought he did did) and took off down the hall. The next thing I hear is one of those terrible cracking sounds that you hate to hear as a mother when you don't know for sure what has happened but you know that it can't be good, and then Ashton screamed. I then knew that it was going to be a very LONG car ride home. On the bright side, it did not break the skin and he wasn't bleeding so he wasn't going to need stitches, but his eye starting swelling and he was screaming hysterically. He calmed down after a few minutes and we were able to get some ice on it to help with the swelling. Poor guy. He has been a trooper though, and although I know it must hurt he hasn't complained at all. He just looks like he had been in a boxing match.