One year ago today we found out Drake had a broken leg. He actually broke it on New Years Eve but we didn't know. He fell down the stairs from the very top (with a little help from a sister). Yikes, we were lucky it was just a broken leg. The floor is really hard at the bottom, no carpet. Tom was home and I wasn't when it happened. So Tom put him down for his nap and as long as he didn't try to walk, he was fine. Not a bruise, red spot, scratch, or mark. We thought for sure if it was broken we would see something. But on New Year Day he woke up and still wouldn't stand on it. So off to the emergency room and ta da... an 18 months old with a broken leg. What a pain!!! I had to carry him every where for 6 weeks and he was back to crawling at home! He was only 18 months but not your average sized 18 month old. He is tall for his age so it wasn't much fun having to tote him around. Anyway, a year later he is doing great and won't even remember that! So all is well, that ends well.
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