© John-Morgan
When it comes to the safety of our children, we can't predict what activities are going to turn in to potential nightmares. Sure, we can make an educated guess, like it's probably fair to say letting a 5 year old drive a 3/4 ton truck alone is probably not the safest activity you could choose.

Or how about sitting on a skateboard riding down a long, steep driveway? Without helmets? Yeah, I'm guilty as charged. Last weekend we went to Aunt Cheryl's house to have dinner and celebrate my youngest son's birthday. Cheryl's kids are all grown, and all extremely active in sports of all kinds. Including skateboards.

So long story short, Cheryl's youngest daughter was teaching one of the 10 year old clones how to Olly (jump without a ramp) over a tin can on a skateboard. On one attempt, he clipped a wind chime that fell on my son's head. It was a big sucker too. Aluminum tubing about 2 inches in dia, about 3 to 4 feet long each.

He caught two of them; one on the forehead above the left eye and one on the upper cheek right next to the right eye just below the temple. Let me tell you... in case you've never seen it, seeing blood gushing from your kid's forehead is not a good thing. Time slows down and you think terrible thoughts. The good part is that you can almost fly. I was about 20 or 30 feet from him when I heard the crash, and in about two steps I was over there before the last tube stopped bouncing.

After about 2-3 minutes of doctoring, we decided to forgo the hospital/stitches route, simply because I couldn't see traumatizing the poor boy twice. A butterfly held it closed for 4 days, even after he smacked it no less that twice since, once on the hard wood floor at home. I have been calling him Little Bump since before he could walk, and for good reason. Now I shall call him Big Bump.

Also for good reason.

How odd that the entire time I was worried about the kids skating down the driveway, only be have something completely different happen.