So, these pictures say it all. Acutally, he doesn't seem as sad as I do.
He broke his wrist on Sunday night. He was trying to jump out of a chair to Katie but she wasn't watching and he fell. I waited for almost 24 hours before taking him in thinking he would be okay. Opps!!! I felt really bad after that. Anyway, he has to get a hard cast tomorrow morning so the start of summer is going to be a little bit rough around here.
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Don't worry Lacie, we all seem to do that at least once to our children. When Wendy was 3 she was pushed off the top bunk. We waited 3 DAYS to take her to the doctor and discovered she had a broken foot. I felt really bad!
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