In Which Chris Meets a Brick

When Chris was about 3 we were in the back yard.  He said, “Mom!   Watch this!”
I turned around just in time to see him throw a half of a brick straight up into the air.  He had this grin on his face that clearly said, “I am macho and I am strong and I am manly and I am…..”  Suddenly his manly, macho look turned into that of a shocked and betrayed 3 year old who just got hit on the head with a falling brick.
BLOOD!

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