As luck would have it, Charlie beat both Andy and I to his first fractured wrist. Andy broke his first bone at 7 years old. And i still haven't broken anything. It happened at my parents house and was caused by a tumble down a few stairs and landing just right on it. He cried hard but we couldn't see anything wrong with him. We continued our journey to Bear Lake thinking he was fussy because of a missed nap. But then we noticed him not using his left hand and even holding it at times. He even asked me to kiss it better more than once. So finally we got the hint and took him to the Bear Lake Hospital which was a 30 minute drive north to Montpelier. It was a late night for Charlie but through it allhe was a champ! They gave him an x-ray, saw the fracture, then put on the splint. He doesn't seem to mind except every once in a while he asks to take it off. A cast may be coming soon...we'll see what the doctor says today.
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