My son came home from camp with some great stories about skeet shooting, horseback riding, paintballing, and a black eye!
True to the boy he is, they were horsing around and he was jumping from one bunk to the other and landed face first.
I think he's OK. When they called to tell us Hubby said, "Well, just punch him in the other eye so he'll match!"
I went to the eye doctor today and had my eyes dilated for the first time since I was a kid. It was weird and I couldn't see close up for awhile, which was even weirder.