POOR BUBBA!

So the other day Isaac and I were waiting for the boys to get home from school... they walk home together from the bus stop... when I heard the boys come in I heard that Bubba was crying. Now this was a "hurt" cry, not just a "brother buggin" cry. Then I hear the whole crew come rushing upstairs... thats when I saw that Bubba was bleeding. I asked what happened and the older boys told me that the neighbor boy threw a rock at Eliot and hit him in the nose. Well this is the part when I completely fall apart! I immediatly start crying and screaming about how I am going to kick the boys butt... acting like a crazy person. So while I am freaking out I seemed to miss the boys telling Isaac that it was a total accident...It seems that all the boys in the neighborhood play a game on the way home from school where they try to throw rocks through a hoop... Eliot just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time! Eventually my sweet husband was able to reason with me and stop me from marching down the street to beat down some 10 year old. Just another example of my crazy hormones... Isaac is always asking me "Who are you"... when I start being hormonal... the sad part is somedays I am not sure!!!
Here is the pictures of the injured boy.... he is still darling even all banged up!