My oldest grandson, Jared, 11, did not have a good day today. He was playing touch football at school and he and his good friend, Ryan, did not see each other and collided when they were going after the same guy.
The playground aide said the first thing she saw was both of them rolling on the ground in pain. When they got them up and into the nurses offices it turned out that Jared had a pretty good head bump and a lost tooth, one that would probably come out soon anyway. His friend, Ryan, didn't fare quite so well....he has a broken nose, presumably from contact with Jared's head.
Of all my grandchildren Jared is probably the most sensitive, so along with spending the afternoon with a bad headache he spent it worrying about his friend. He talked to Ryan later in the day and found out that as soon as the swelling goes down they will put some kind of stabilizing device on the nose and and it will be fine. I think Jared has finally been convinced that it was just an accident and he doesn't have to feel like some kind of bully. Sometimes it is tough being a kid.
Jared is visiting Ryan tonight with treats and sympathy.