Our house has experienced its first rite of passage in raising boys.....our first broken bone. William fell yesterday afternoon and broke his left elbow. We had a great morning and then things just went down hill after the fall. Yesterday was our VTC with Daddy and the boys and I loved every minute of our special conference time with Dad. Little did Dad know that the day would take its turn. When we got home, Gaga was busy working on the front yard plantings. I decided to set up this new kiddie pool I purchased for the boys. Instead of inflatable sides it has a plastic side that stands upright when filled with water. Simple, right. Well, William jumps in the pool and goes to jump out and gets his feet tangled in the siding and happens to land just right on his elbow that it breaks. After assessing it and a call to the on-call doctor, we are off to the ER. Sometime later we are home with some pain meds and a new clothing accessory for William. Monday we visit the orthopedic surgeon to determine if a cast is sufficient to heal the break or if he will need surgery. William spent the rest of the afternoon lounging and trying to avoid the brute named as Paul. Paul just doesn't understand why his brother can't run and play with him and often tries to get William going, but instead ends up hitting him in his broken elbow. You have to love sibling love....it is the greatest!
Daddy did call last night before bedtime and William was so excited and happy to talk to Dad about his broken bone. They shared broken bone stories and William felt much better. Sometimes a call from Dad is the right medicine and just what is needed.
Now William is adjusting to the idea of life without soccer, wrestling, baseball, THE Wii!!!!!, swimming, bike riding, etc. It is starting to settle in and he seems to be okay. We'll see how it goes. Good thing is, if he does a cast it will come off right when his sister is due to make her appearance and summer begins. Great timing!!!!!
