Well with three kids we did pretty good at making it this long with no broken bones. Lyla fell off the trampoline while we were in Driggs and broke her arm. We were at the Wilson's house getting rides in the wagon with the horses and I heard her screaming. When I got to her she told me that she needed to go to the doctor. I made her get in the wagon and go for a ride, but we only went about hundred meters when she said she was going to throw-up if we didn't get off. We put ice on it and a brace for the day just to make sure we should really go to the doctor. I hate going to the ER and I hate dealing with insurance when out of state, but we had to take her in on Saturday to the clinic and she was so great with waiting and getting the x-rays. Phil went to the cafeteria to get her lunch and she still talks about the pie we had. She asked for the "hospital pie" for my birthday and Cannon and Miya have heard enough about it they are pretty excited to have some banana cream pie. The doctor put her in a splint so the swelling could go down and then we were to put her in a cast when we got back to Washington, but we ended up staying an extra week and then I couldn't get her in to the doctor for another week once we were home so she never got a really cast. One the first day of school she found out the her teacher, Ms. Jones broke her arm this summer too and had to get a cast.
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