The joy of James

A couple of days ago James was playing catch with an old baseball at Patrick and Tommy's baseball game when the ball caught him in the nose. It left a mark and a few tears were shed but that was it. Tonight as we were leaving our city's baseball tournament, James said I can see my injury. I told him don't worry in a few days it will go away. He said "Really, I kind of like it?" I said "are the girls asking you what happened?" He said "No more the boys. I tell them we were playing a family game of baseball and I went up against the fence to make a catch. Or I change it up and tell them I made a diving stop on the cement". Smart kid. I love him!