On the 6th day of Christmas Break...

I'm forever behind in my blogging nights and at times I'm not so sure that I'll ever catch up. But this wouldn't be a Mommy blog, if I didn't post for the entire world to see my failure as a Mother... 

It looked a little like this...

But all begin while that little superhero on the left and I were Christmas shopping for the sister while she was at a birthday party. Not just any regular party, but an ice skating one. We were walking through Hobby Lobby as my phone rang and the sweet Mama on the other end said Charli had taken a fall. Oh, big deal right?! She's ice skating, call me back if she's really hurt. 

Well, of course a physical therapist was right by taking a look and thought her wrist needed some attention. But still not I.. The know if all Mom who would then pick up the child, and drive her to a nearby urgent clinic as I touched and poked around on it. 

I checked in all while asking how to check back out if we ended up thinking she didn't need xrays. The looks from the receptionist were quiet astonishing. 😳 So, we stayed and laughed about the bill we would have for a non-broken arm... 

Until... 

It was actually broken. 

The look, the laughter, the "I told you so...", the jokes were just overly funny but Charli's face was just priceless. 

We started our Christmas journey out with a hot pink cast and Tylenol to be safe. In a short three weeks later, she was able to get her cast off and is still sporting her splint for a few more weeks. 

I won't lie and say that I'll always believe the broken bones but next time I won't be "as tough" on my little fragile child 😂I'm just still overly surprised the our wild man wasn't the first to break a bone. But he was the first to stick a button inside of his ear. Because you know every little boy needs a descret way to speak to his navy seal partners. Thankfully, I was at school and was able to get it out without anymore medical bills piling up. 

Lesson learned but I'm sure they're not over with just yet.