It's kind of like a glove

The Princess and I went out to a birthday party on Saturday.

Fabulous, right?

We got there. Got shoes on her feet. Then she went to throw the bowling ball for the first time. SPLAT!

Splat? Uh. Yeah. She went splat. She had picked up the bowling ball and walked forward. She failed to step UP to the wood floor. So she fell forward with her hands still around the bowling ball.

She got up and cried. I put ice on her fingers. Her thumb was already starting to swell. I could see a bruise developing. She was a wreck.

Princess: MOMMY! When is my finger going to feel better?

We stayed for about 10 minutes and then ended up leaving. I wasn't going to have her in suck a sad state while everyone was trying to celebrate her friend's birthday.

The Hubs and the Princess did end up following through with their plans of attending a football game. They drove up to the Hubs alma mater (1 1/2 hours away) and ate dinner and had a late night out.

Hubs: I'm thinking we should have her checked out in the morning.

Me: You think?

Hubs: She's not in any pain but I want to get the tip of her finger checked out.

Me: Yeah. It looks like a pretty bad bruise on the tip there.

We got up on Sunday and had breakfast. And then we headed out to the Urgent Care. Turns out that she broke the tiny bone at the tip of her thumb. BROKE IT! So she's got a splint on her left hand. No cast.

How do YOU think it looks?

Look how sheepish she looks!

This is another first in our house. A broken bone. I'm sure it's the first of many injuries. This WAS her SECOND visit to the Urgent Care though.

Yes. When she was almost 2 years old she had her first visit to the Urgent Care. Why? Because she couldn't use her left arm. She and I went to get our mail. She walked up a little hill and I was helping her walk down it. But she wanted to stay up on the hill and she jerked away. She cried for about 30 seconds. And then stopped. We continued on our way. She and I were in the backyard pulling weeds. I noticed that she wasn't using her arm. It just hung there on her side. Her right arm was fully functional so that's what made me notice the difference.

The Hubs came home and I had him look at her. We ended up going directly to the Urgent Care. She had her first X-Ray. And they found that her elbow had popped out. YUP! BAD MOMMY! She was fine as fine can be once the doctor on call popped her elbow back in. Took him 2 seconds. After that she moved her arm with no problems.

Anyway. Two Urgent Care visits. One popped elbow. One broken thumb. She's almost 6. I think that's a pretty good record so far. Pretty conservative.

Now the Bear? He's been to the Emergency Room once. The Hubs took him when he was about a year old. It was in the middle of the night. The Bear had two severly infected ears. He had a 102 temp. Horrible. But he was "fine" the next day. No Urgent Care for him....yet!

How many times have YOUR kids been to the Urgent Care/Emergency Room?