My boys were playing pickup soccer with their cousins Thursday afternoon in my in-laws' yard. My boys are the biggest and oldest of the cousins. Somehow they managed to get their feet tangled together (an accident from the perspective of all who saw it) and when they fell Thing Two landed on Thing One, breaking his collarbone. Luckily there was an open Urgent Care with an X-ray machine in the vicinity, so there was a brief detour for scan and sling before we all sat down to turkey. We were able to get him in to see an orthopedic surgeon Friday and no surgery is required at least, but he will be in a brace for weeks. He's in no pain but is absolutely bored out of his mind! No physical activity probably through December...torture for an active 13 year-old boy.
|Not a pic of him but this is the brace type.|
Ironic since he had a personal best in the 5K Turkey Trot he ran that morning!! All three kids did, actually: Thing One ran 7-minute miles, Thing Two 8-minute miles, and Petunia 9-minute miles. Himself ran with Petunia since she's too little to run a road race alone. Me? Hey, I ran my first race in at least ten years, didn't have to stop, didn't hurt my bum knee, and had fun, so I'm calling it a win even if my nine year-old did finish a few minutes before me. :)
More to come later...a few other adventures over the holiday weekend involving cliffs, trees and climbing gear!