Ewic's Red Owie

As I type, Tim is sitting in the ER. As moral support. And for tonight's prayers, dude skipped blessing Mom and Dad and went directly to blessing Ewic and his red owie. You may be wondering what Ewic's red owie is. Let me tell ya. I apologize if you don't think this is a funny story. I happen to think it's hilarious. Sorry Eric.

Our friends Eric and Megan came over tonight with little one year old evil genius Jack. Eric, the dad, loves resorting to child-like tendencies and wrestles, plays swords and rolls around with the dudes. They LOVE it. Well, tonight he went a little overboard in his excitement for acting like a kid and ran, headfirst at about 86 miles per hour, into our basement beam. He hit the deck. Hard. The blood followed shortly after. As did his need to sit down. Dude was quite traumatized by all of this and kept squeaking about Ewics red owie and Ewic fell down very big and Ewic head is hurting. Jack just kept saying, "Uh Oh. Uh Oh."

And so Tim took Mr. Eric to the ER and Megan took Jack home to bed. Tim will be there for moral dude support if they need to shave his head. You see, Eric's ridiculously thick head of hair is a part of him that he does NOT want to part with. I'll make sure to post a photo if they do shave it all off. So, tonight we bless Mr. Eric and his red owie. Sure hope your head doesn't throb too bad tomorrow friend, but I'm kinda thinking you're gonna feel like a freight train ran straight through your skull.

Ewic's hair, pre running full speed into the wall. We'll see what it looks like tomorrow.