Last night, during a family game of Scrabble, Dos decided to take a flying leap over the end of the loveseat. He caught his pinky on the couch as he approached for takeoff and landed with a whimper.
His pinky was dislocated and broken, which we found out after I zipped him to the ER. (We figured it was dislocated when we saw it sticking out sideways; it was the break we weren't sure about.)
Soooo, gone was my math planning time, my writing-details-in-the-planner time last night. And I've spent all morning running about town fetching prescriptions, etc.
The boys have spent time online doing math, and I'm hoping to do read-alouds after lunch. Before the orthopedic doctor appointment. Please pray he won't need surgery.
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