It looked a lot worse than it ended up being. Based on the shrieking, I was expecting him to turn over and see blood all over the place, either from a broken nose or maybe from missing teeth. As it turned out, he just banged his forehead and cheek. He was wailing about it for a while, but 5 minutes later, he was running around with the other kids, having fun.
Of course, dad of the year candidate that I am, I decided to take a couple of pictures that night, to show off our little prizefighter. Just another step in the long road to building character, right? Note that the red on his lip is ketchup, not blood.
On a completely unrelated note, I took the exam for the second course of my real estate license on Saturday, and unless I filled out the Scantron incorrectly, I should be moving on to Course 3. As a result, I am done with the hardcore studying--for at least a week--and will do my very best to put up new pictures every day this week. I have no excuses this time. :)