As I was building a fort out of blankets throughout my front room I looked over just in time to see Christian falling backwards off of their little play table. The result, a broken collarbone, which thus results in not a whole lot of fun, for him OR me! He has to where a sling, which he hates. He still tries to use his arm and ends up crying everytime.
Last night at almost 10pm when Ty FINALLY got home from Urgent care with Christian. He was so zonked, with his sucker that hadn't even been licked!