What luck!

Yesterday was Kelly's last doctor visit to follow up on her broken arm. It's been like 2 or three months since she had her cast taken off, that we've had to keep going back for more x-rays. Apparently her bone was just not ALL THE WAY healed. For the first month or so it was "no monkey bars, no trampoline" and then after that they eased up and she could do monkey bars, but "NO TRAMPOLINE" so it was a happy day for Kelly when she finally got the go ahead on the trampoline jumping. (not that we have one, or any nearby, but it was just the thought of being restricted I think :)) So that was nice, to know that I don't have to drag all of my kids all the way up to Shriner's Hospital again! We were happy.
Well, here's the funny thing. Last night around 7:00 Charity came home with Grandpa and Kelly from shopping for fruit snacks and playing at the park and she was just bawling! She had been trying to "skip two" on the monkey bars, and Grandpa was helping her, but he pushed her just a little too hard and she slipped, fell, and hurt her arm. Her arm was killing her. Nate and I were hesitant to jump right up and go to the Instacare. Mainly because we're lazy. But also because it just didn't seem to be that serious. We kind thought she was milking it (jerks!!!). So I'm sure you could figure out where this is going. Today (she cried all night long about her arm hurting and I gave in) I took her to the Instacare first thing when they opened this morning, and sure enough.... it's broken! She has buckle fractures in both bones near her wrist (it's killing me that they didn't show me the x-ray, but I'm proud of myself for not annoying them by asking to see it). A buckle fracture is like the simplest kind of fracture and not too serious, THANKFULLY!! But she did get a splint and in a few days she will go back in to get it casted. She's a funny little girl because her eyes just lit up when she found out it was broken and she got all hyper and happy to the nurse. Reminds me of me when I was little. I always wanted something to break so I could have a cast, or crutches or soemthing. I know she's kind of excited to have a cast like Kelly did, but I don't think she realizes what a pain they are. She'll find out :) Until then, she can feel special and get lots of pampering and attention :). I always have to look at these things as an excuse to give her more one on one attention, and good quality time with Mom. Since she won't be dressing, bathing, etc. on her own. Kelly filled her in on all the pros and cons of a broken arm, and they were both relieved that it was her left arm and she won't have to relearn how to write and eat like Kelly did. Fun little bonding moment for the girls :).
Grandpa Hatch feels terrible. I didn't even know if I should tell how it happened because I feel bad for him. But hats off to Grandpa for even taking them places and having fun with them. They love Grandpa. After I hung up with him telling what had happened, I laughed about how he felt like it was all his fault. Charity got very concerned and wanted to reassure me that it wasn't his fault and that it really didn't hurt that bad. She is a sweetie- protecting her Grandpa :). So anyway.

I thought it kind of ironic that the day of Kelly's FINAL follow-up visit for her broken arm was the day that Charity broke hers! Funny kids. Time to start all over!