Pictured above, Zeke’s pet for a day, Inchy, was pretty much the highlight of our Memorial Day. (Well, besides Noah being diagnosed with a fractured wrist…I’ll get to that story in a bit.) Zeke fell in love with this little guy, kept him in a plastic cup all night beside his bed and woke up this morning asking if we might get a more suitable habitat for him. I thought I’d oblige since the kids can’t really have any other kind of pet in these apartments (well, there’s fish…but we’ve been there, done that already). So, shortly after Elijah and Zeke left for school, Noah, Phoebe and I took off for Target in search of a bug container of sorts. Inchy was left in the plastic cup, which was deemed to be a safe place to leave him for a bit, since he had yet to attempt an escape. But alas, with no big, scary humans in sight, it seems he decided to make a break for it and upon our return home he was gone…gone, baby, gone. So sad. Zeke’s been out looking for a replacement Inchy all evening.
And yes, if you haven’t already heard, my baby boy has a fractured wrist! To be honest, I’ve always figured this day would eventually come, the way this kid plays. He never slows down and lacks any kind of healthy fear of anything. Add to this that he’s incredibly tough, and seems to have a super-high tolerance for pain, and it’s a recipe for disaster!
But anyway, here’s the story…
I was at a park alone with all four kids on Saturday evening. (I know, I’m crazy…but Dave had been out of town since Thursday morning, and I guess I just wanted a change of scenery…and it was a gorgeous night.) Everything was going great. Elijah and Zeke were playing some kind of chase game, ie: wearing themselves out 
, Phoebe was all over the twirly slide and Noah, in his usual, outgoing way, had befriended a little girl. (Interestingly he gets along amazingly well with 5-6 year old girls. My theory is is that little girls this age are bossy and Noah doesn’t mind being bossed. Hee hee.)
But then Noah got it into his head that he had to conquer the monkey bars. Very high monkey bars. I asked him to please stay off of these ones as I needed to stay close to Phoebe and wouldn’t be able to help him. But…well, he didn’t listen. With one hand on the first monkey bar, he lost his balance and fell from the four foot platform while reaching for the second monkey bar and landed squarely on his outstretched hand. He did cry pretty hard at first, but only for a few minutes… and then went right back to playing! He favored it a bit throughout the evening, but when he fell sound asleep shortly after we arrived home, I thought it couldn’t be hurting enough for it to be badly hurt. There wasn’t any swelling either, and I always thought that that would accompany a serious injury.
The next day, Sunday, though, I began to suspect that something was wrong when he continued to favor it and also when he seemed to “re-injure” it several times by doing something that normally wouldn’t hurt a wrist. Daddy arrived home just before supper on Sunday (Hurrah!) and he agreed that the first order of business for Memorial Day would be to bring Noah to an Urgent Care.
So that’s what was done, the resulting x-ray showed a couple of fractures on his right wrist and the the Urgent Care Dr. fitted Noah with a splint until we could get an appointment with an orthopedic specialist.
And so ends the story of Noah and the Horsman family’s first broken bone. Hopefully this will be the last too, but something tells me that we’re really just at the tip of the iceberg of “bringing up boys.” …Totally worth it though. I love my boys.
I chuckled and then stopped myself – as many times as we have likened Nev to Noah in that past – as you told that story in detail I could picture Nev doing her version of that climb. I too am amazed that this is the first Horsman broken bone! It could be the last – our big Potter family got thorough it and I don’t think the big brothers in the Horsman home would throw thier little sister & brother in to ditches and teach them to jump of roofs ( I hope).
Jan that inch worm picture (don’t tell Zeke I smooshed the one I found crawling up our wall!). You need to send that into some photo contest somewhere…its so fun and wonderful. I’d like a copy for my little boys room. Hey do you still have the photo of the picture Elijah drew in the steam on the window? I loved that one. I had it on my work computer for years…
baby #1 is awake. off i go to fight with her about breakfast. she won’t eat. makes me crazy. what do you feed your one year olds?
love you all so very much!
Hi Jill! You’ll have to refresh my memory about the picture of Elijah. I don’t know which one you mean. How old was he? We must have it in our photo archives somewhere…
From my years of wisdom as a parent
I’d say don’t stress about the picky food thing. It’s really not worth it. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a toddler starving themselves to death. She’ll eat when she’s hungry. All mine went through a picky stage and I do agree that it is annoying, though. Will she eat scrambled eggs? Phoebe loved those right after she turned one and sometimes would eat them twice a day…but now, not so much.
Did you get the dresses yet? They’re taking awfully long to get there, I think.
Have a happy day!
Hi Jan,
No dresses yet! But they will arrive soon – but it does seem that mr postman is out to get me so we will see. Do you have a tracking number? What about the mat cloths? I want you to get those and get some good wear out of them too!
The picture – he may have been 3 or 4. And it was a stick figure with a really big smilely head drawn on the condensation on the window. It was awsome. I had it as my screen saver at work and everyone loved it! You should hunt it down and show it to Elijah – he would probably love it!
Nev is still being picky but did fill her belly with some cereal today so that made me very happy! I’m sure she will figure it out. I’m sure mom will tell you about her but she really is a character! Isaac was picky but at least liked the basics like rice, pasta, eggs. Today all Nev’s options landed on the floor :O)
How is Noah!? Does he have an orange cast? Izze wants to know!
Love you all!
and email me that worm picture! oh and we picked up a bug thing for izze the other day and it actually has a little container that you can put your bugs in that you can clip on a zipper or hook – pretty cool actually! Did you find a good bug holder thingy? I’d send one?
Hi My Jenny:
This is my week to fast and pray for you. I enjoyed my morning coffee,as I won’t have one for the next seven days. You are one brave lady, taking all (five) to the park! Tell Noah, auntie is sorry about his wrist.
“GOD Embrace Janet with YOUR love ‘this day’, cover her with YOUR protection, mercy and grace.’