But not to have the baby.....Anya took a spill today and landed right on her arm. Poor kiddo cried so hard and so long that we knew it was more than just a bruise. Unfortunately, we were right and she broke her arm right in the middle. Poor kid just couldn't stop crying but didn't want to leave the fair. We managed to convince her and get her to the van to calm down a little and get her to the ER. Luckily, Baz was very cooperative and just went with the flow (thank God- it would have been so much worse if we were fighting with him at the same time).
Here she is:
The ER was actually quite easy (for us- not for the rest of the masses waiting). I'm not sure if it's because both of us are on staff there or that the orthopod happened to already be there casting another little girl's arm (I think this is the real reason they sped us through), but we were in and out in an hour and a half! Thankfully, Anya wasn't upset at all about having a cast on her arm and was thrilled to pick pink! Here's hoping everything goes smoothly at school an we'll be golden!
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