With three boys running around this was bound to happen. I just expected it to be one of the older boys. The worst part is he walked around with a fractured arm for 3 days before I decided to take him to the doctor. I am not sure how he did it but I am sure he was climbing on something or trying to keep up with the older boys and fell. I just assumed that since he could move his fingers and was using his hand we were ok but I was wrong. After three days of not acting like himself I took him in and sure enough he needed a cast. This did not make me feel like the best mother but in my defense these boys are crazy and are constantly getting hurt. He does really well with the cast so far and I actually think he feels better.
