Ok, these next two need some explanation. On June 16, I got a phone call from our sitter that Tanner had an accident and I might want to come and get him a little early. She assured me that he was fine, but had really hurt his arm or shoulder. I was about 30 minutes from leaving work, so I was trying to wrap up my loose ends and get out. About 5 minutes after that call, she called back and asked me to come and get hime because he was really hurt and she was very concerned. I was out the door! As soon as I saw him (and heard the story) I just knew he had a broken collarbone. I was really hoping it was maybe the arm-since they can put a cast on that. Anyhow, I took him to an urgent care clinic and I was right. (hey-I know arms!) He had a broken left collarbone. It was the first time one of my children had a broken bone. I felt so very sad for him! He was so still! As sad as it was, it also meant a lot of cuddle time for Tanner and Mommy over the next week. Here is Maddie reading him a book. She was so good to get him whatever he wanted, or what she thought he would like. She was so caring and gentle with him.
Well, I'm sure you are wondering: How did Tanner break his collarbone? Apparently, it was a game of dog and cat, combined with some illegal couch-jumping, gone bad. Maddie said that Tanner was being 'the perfect cat', and she was a dog. She was on the couch and jumped off onto...Tanner! He was apparently laying on the floor on his back where Maddie proceeded to land squarely on his chest with both feet. OUCH! My poor sitter, she was absolutely distraught. I am so thankful for her, she takes such wonderful care of my babies when I have to be gone. I have actually thought many times how I am surprised that one of my kids hasn't had any serious injuries from when they get all 'wound-up'. It was bound to happen eventually. Poor Maddie, she felt so bad. I can honestly say that I have not seen her jump from any furniture since. Tanner is fully healed, and as tough as tough can be. within a few days he was back to playing on his own and running around the house. He favored the arm for about a week and half. After that you couldn't even tell.
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