Second Generation Nerd (Take 2)

So yesterday as the electrician is putting the finishing touches on our new outlet on the porch around 2:30 in the afternoon, I get the kind of call every parent dreads: "Hello? Mason's Mom? This is the school nurse...."

My frist thought was: broken bones, death by playground equipment, major puking... worse!

No, get this: my darling little nerd was following along in line, his mind on how depressing gym class is, his hands in his pockets, HIS EYES SHUT, and whammo! He tripped on a concrete