We had a good few hours at Playcentre, the little man spent a solid amount of time burying toy dinosaurs in the sand. Play, after all, is serious work.
We had just gotten home when the school called, saying our big girl had fallen off the monkey bars at school and was in quite a lot of pain.
We rushed back out the door to pick her up. She couldn't contain her tears when she saw me and it was hard to watch her so miserable. We plucked the big boy out of school and zoomed off to the doctor.
The afternoon was long, but she eventually was found to have sustained a non-displaced fracture of her left arm. She's left handed so there will be tricky days ahead.
She's in a plaster cast now and is due back tomorrow to get a proper one done. She's excited to go back to school to have her friends sign her cast.
It's been a long and exhausting day. On the bright side, the little man's swelling on his foot seems to be subsiding. After some food, lots of TLC and a shower, our big girl is in much better spirits.
One day at a time.
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