Who's afraid of a broken nose?

Not our grandson, it seems. He had to have surgery to sort it out, but all apparently went well and he was reportedly 'as happy as Larry' when it was all over, and ate a ridiculous amount of junk food at the unmentionable fast food outlet.

Tonight his nose guard came off, in the process of washing his hair. He's a bit sad that he no longer resembles a Big Bad Bandit, but otherwise, the grin just grew wider.