Friday morning Gavin was helping Caleb unload some things from the trunk in the morning, and I heard a loud scream followed by crying. Of course I ran out of the house in my bathrobe to figure out what had happened to Gavin. Caleb was already bringing him around the front of the house. He was holding his face, but complaining about his knee and hand. He had tripped over some chicken wire on the side of the house and was also wearing his clunky rain boots, which didn't help much. He cried for a while, and about an hour after Caleb left I noticed a little mark by his eye and assumed the chicken wire had poked him. A few hours after that he started to get a nice red bruise, which spread over the next couple of days. When I told him he had a black eye, he said, "When I tripped on the chicken wire, I hit it on the present that we got you for Mother's Day. It is metal." That was all he would say whenever anyone asked him what happened to his eye over the next couple of days. He was determined to keep the secret.
Here is my beautiful new Mother's Day gift that caused all the damage. I can see how landing on it with your eye would leave a pretty solid mark. I love it, and I love the extreme efforts that the boys will go to in order to keep a secret.
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