Well, it only took 4 years, 2 months and 12 days, and we have our first broken bone! (But who's counting). Noah was playing on the neighbor's play set one night when he jumped off the slide and fell on his hand. He complained that it hurt, but like any good parent would do, we told him he was 'fine.' And he was (or so we thought), so he proceeded to play catch with daddy, and go over to a friend's house to jump on the trampoline before going to bed. When he woke up, however, it was a different story. His arm was swollen, and that's when we knew we had a problem. A tiny little buckle fracture in his arm, so the pediatrician wrapped it in a temporary splint before we could see the orthopedic doctor that casted it. 6 weeks later, and his arm is just like new!
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| What a trooper with his temporary splint |
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| Check it out! |
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| Or course he picked a red cast |
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| All healed up! |
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