Oddly enough Zane broke his foot in the exact spot that Rory broke his a little over a year ago. Stranger things have happened.
Rory crushed his foot at work and almost lost his toes. Zane took a tumble down the stairs. Zane was actually so happy to go to the doctor so he could ride in Rory's truck and have all the attention. He's been great. He sleeps through the night (thanks to Childrens Motrin) and crawls everywhere. The only trouble is keeping the cast clean. I have to give him sponge baths and wrap it in a plastic bag when he crawls around in the backyard.
Here's his little blue cast. It's the length of my hand. He has to wear it for 3 weeks. And so the countdown begins.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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