Originally written in 2008 and then forgotten about, I thought this musing deserved to be posted after all.
I was at the doctor's office, for Amelia's cast removal today. She wasn't psychologically ready for it to come off and it turned into an ordeal. Her arm has healed properly. She is just scared for her arm to get hurt again, so she currently has a splint on that we'll take off when she's ready.
I was at the doctor's office, for Amelia's cast removal today. She wasn't psychologically ready for it to come off and it turned into an ordeal. Her arm has healed properly. She is just scared for her arm to get hurt again, so she currently has a splint on that we'll take off when she's ready.
The physician's assistant mentioned that he is the oldest of 4 boys. "4 boys in 6 years," he said as he told me some story. I really don't remember the rest because I was busy thinking: Who in their right mind would have 4 kids in 6 years?! Oh yeah- me.
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Not just you, Jakob had 4 in 6 too...or maybe it was 4 in 5.... :)
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