
Last week we had a first in our family. Actually it happened 2 weeks ago, but we didn't know it until last week. Noah was playing on the couch a couple of Sundays ago, pretending it was a garbage truck. He was sitting on the arm of the couch and fell off head first onto the tile floor. He broke the fall with his arms. I was fixing dinner and didn't actually see all of this, but heard the cries that resulted. We checked him out, and everything seemed fine.

Over the course of that week he seemed fine, but would complain now and then that his arm hurt. Finally by Saturday when it still was hurting we decided to have it x-rayed. Sure enough, it was broken. We took him to an Orthopedic doctor on Monday so that he could get it casted - he chose blue of course (not because of any collegiate affiliation). Luckily he only has to have it on for 3 weeks total, the week before we knew it was broken actually counts as a week of recovery. So we have 1 week down, 2 to go. It has been a real drag having to figure out what to do with 3 kids during the summer that doesn't involve water. We are counting down the days!