Saturday, January 31, 2015

Brush with disaster: The perils of parenting...

So whoa. We had our first real brush with calamity this week. Jules fell off our bed, backwards, and landed "all weird" with his arm behind him at a really wiggy angle. I confess-- I wasn't home-- but I zipped back to Brooklyn lickity-split and we spent much of Thursday and most of yesterday in the various pediatric and orthopedist offices associated with our neighborhood. 

After numerous examinations (always popular with a two year old) we've finally emerged with a clean (bruised) bill of health, and managed to avoid the trauma of getting a cast. (Possibly more dreadful for parents than child...)

Bullet dodged.

Lesson learned. No more monkeys jumping on the bed! 

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