On Saturday I heard a knock on the door and slowly got up to go get it, until I heard Maycee crying, and then I started running down the stairs to grab the door. My neighbor, Scott, was carrying a bawling Maycee and told me he wasn't sure how it happened, but Maycee fell in their back yard and was hurt. They had rented a jumping castle for their son's B-day. Of course, I told him thanks, but I'm sure she'll be fine. I kept telling her that ALL afternoon as she spontaneously kept bursting into tears. I honestly thought that she was overreacting and being a dramatic 4 year old girl. I do feel a little guilty that we waited so long to take her to the doctor, but how do you know? It turns out that she broke 2 bones right above her wrist. She'll be fine, though...now. Although, when she called my parents to tell them what happened, my mom asked her how long she had to wear a cast, she told them, "Um, twenty years." Ha! Ha! Maybe she was trying to make me feel guilty for waiting so long to take her to the doctor's.
Monday, October 15, 2007
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Oh my heck! She is tough!
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