Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Dada is in the Dog House


A week ago Jon set Jareth down in the livingroom and went to get a drink from the kitchen. He neglected to put the babygate up so Jareth decided to follow him.However instead of following him into the kitchen, he decided to check out the stairs. I heard a thump, thump, cry!!! Little man was laying on his back on the tile of our foyer. We both raced down to him and I picked him up. We took him to our bed, stripped off all of his clothing, and looked over every inch of his body. After a few minutes he went back to playing. We didn't think he had been hurt but kept him up for a while before bed worried about a head injury. He slept alright and he slept with us but he was a little fussy in the middle of the night. The next morning he woke up happy and we started our feeding routine. Afterward I put him in his exersaucer to play and he stayed there for about 30 minutes. Then I put him in the floor and that's when it happened. He tried to crawl and bless his heart he face planted. He couldn't put any weight on his left arm. I tried to get him to play pat a cake and he tried but couldn't. One phone call to his pediatrition, one trip to Children's Hospital ER, and one trip to an orthodic surgen later he has a bright orange, and thankfully water proof, cast. It really hasn't slowed him down. He can crawl with it, play pat a cake, eat, hold a bottle, and anything else he wants to do. Right now he is bangin a drum. (The cast makes lots of noise!) As for daddy being in the dog house, he feels awful and I try not to give him a hard time about it.

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