When Benjamin was 2, he broke his arm -- not a big break, just a small fracture. He was running in the hall, tripped and landed wrong. So he had to be in a splint for 8 weeks.
On Friday, he fractured the same arm again. The boys were playing in their room . . . Benjamin got "pushed" off the bunk bed ladder . . . He says Sam did it on purpose, Sam says it was an accident . . . 2 hours later, he's home with another splint on his arm.
He's being a pretty good sport about it though. He gets to sit on the couch and watch TV so his arm can be propped up to reduce swelling. And he doesn't have to clean his room -- too hard to do with one arm. And he doesn't get in trouble for saying things like "We need to break Sam's arm so he knows how it feels!!" I guess when you have 3 small boys in the house, something like this is bound to happen.
Poor Benjamin!!
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Benj looks so young and cute in the first broken arm photo but so excited and proud in the second one. I guess I should prepare myself for broken bones.
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