Third Eye

Hey Bud,

Well...you went and did it now, didn't you? Again, this isn't your fault (nothing really is until you get a little older), but you've gone ahead and sustained your first "big" injury.

It happened at daycare. Apparently you were playing outside and you tripped or stumbled into a cement ledge. This opened up a pretty big wound on your forehead that was about the size of a small marble...pretty scary stuff.

Anyhow, mom went and picked you up, and I drove over from work and met you both at our doctor's office. The injury was actually a lot worse than I thought it'd be -- certainly worse than any cut I've had in a long time. It was pretty scary, my man. You were doing okay, but you kept rubbing it.

In order to help the wound heal, the doctor decided to glue it shut (in my day, doctors used to "stitch" wounds closed...apparently your cut was just small enough that the doctor could use glue instead). It was a good thing I came to the doctor's office, because you sure as heck did not want any part of it. I'm pretty sure everyone in the office could hear your screams, and man oh man did you squirm like crazy.

Eventually our doctor got the wound closed. I hope it doesn't scar too badly. I mean, we all have scars, but I feel bad that you got yours before you are even old enough to remember it. Maybe it'll heal well...otherwise you'll have a lot of people asking you, "Hey, where'd you get that scar from?"

Might not be so bad...especially if it's a girl asking. Chicks dig scars...or so I'm told. Either way, I feel pretty bad about it, even though I was miles away when it happened. Hope you're not too ticked off about it...but I think you'll be fine in the long run. I mean, if these people made it, I'm sure you'll be fine too: http://www.spike.com/articles/41tl4u/the-top-10-celebrities-with-deformities