Something is wrong with my kids' bones. Really. When she was only three, my youngest broke her arm at summer camp, and then her leg while skiing with the family. And last night, my older daughter broke her arm. While tobogganing. And I wasn't even there!So yeah, you can just call me fracturemom. … [Read more...]
The Future Is Now.
So, we ended up celebrating the holiday weekend in the children's portion of Duke Hospital's ER. My oldest, Elias, broke his arm swinging from some monkey bars on Sunday afternoon. It was a pretty traumatic experience for everyone involved-- we're doing so much better today, but, woah, those … [Read more...]