Surprised I Didn't Wake Up With a Black Eye...

Last night I was laying next to Jed on our bed waiting for him to settle down. He was laying on his stomach with his back to me. Shelby came in and asked if she could give him a kiss. As she moves across the bed, Jed's head flies up and SLAMS into my right eyeball. It hit with such force that all I saw for a second was a single burst of white light. Damn that hurt.

I could have sworn I would have woken up this morning with a shiner. I was lucky this time...however I fear there will be numerous incidents similar to this in our future. See why I was scared to have a little boy, a hard-headed boy at that?