We finally got Ryan's ball return set up in the new backyard. He's been playing with it pretty regularly for the past three or four days.
Today he ran in the house holding his eye and crying.
(I was all ready to punish Dylan for hitting his brother in the face, because that's the kind of day we've been having around here. But Dylan wasn't the culprit. This time.)
But finally between tears, I was able to discern that he threw the baseball in the net...then caught the baseball with his face. Right in the eye socket.
It appears he needs a little more practice with the baseball glove.
Between every sob he said "It was a really, really great throw mom!"
In a few days we'll be expecting posted photos of the "shiner."
I have very fond memories of my own "pitch back." That is cool that you got that for him...