Broken Bones: 4, Surfsis and Family: 0
Let's see, I totally destroyed two bones in January. And now the old adage has proved to be true—April showers bring May casts. There are two cracked bones in that skinny little wrist.
I broke two. He fractured two. And the year isn't even half over.
Yes, he chose the green. I would have gone with a blue and yellow striped design myself, but they weren't my bones and it wasn't my cast.
(sigh)
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in my house we would say: "oy gevalt"
Frankly, it's all so absurd now that I can't help but chuckle. How is it that two of us have four broken bones between us in the span of four and a half months? It's unbelievable.
now you know why "good parents" make their kids play soccer! ;)
he is a great lookin kid, so in that way, he's just like his momma too!
lsoro
yeah- amazing!
He didn't even do it on a skateboard or anything like that. It happened during P.E. He got blindsided while he was playing. When he fell, he stuck his hand out. And that's how you crack two bones!!
He is the apple of my eye, the apple which has not fallen far from this tree for sure.
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