I have slightly brain-damaged kids
Monday evenings, I normally bring Alex's coach and his son home from practice, because they are on the way, and they don,t have a ride back. They pick him up, so I don't have to drive him there. Yesterday, I went to pick them up after the practice, (Alex stayed at the stadium because we had a match afterwards), and while I was waiting for the practice to end, I went into the office to chat with the general director of the club and a few other people. Gabriel and Nicolas were racing each other in the stadium. As I was chatting, Nicolas suddenly came running in, yelling "Mom! Mom!" and right after that, I could hear the wail of Gabriel following. Gabriel often wails for no reason, but this particular wail sounded much more serious than usual. I turned around to see Gabriel walking in, his face covered in blood, dripping from his nose. I thought he must have been hit by a ball or something. Someone pointed out paper towels above the sink in the...