attention please...

4 weeks ago Miss Love fell while playing and put a hairline fracture in her wrist.

(some how saying it was a hairline fracture instead of broken makes me feel better)

we were staying with friends in Nashville that so happened to work for an orthopedic dr.

(God is soooo good)

with a 9pm office run they had that little wrist x-rayed and cast, on the spot.

she was such a champ.

never cried...

but, wanted it off the next morning.

after that we never heard a thing out of her about it.

she just went on her marry way.

it never stopped her.

baths were interesting.

a washcloth, freezer bag and rubber band keeping it dry

(all work, no play)

this was hard, being that bath time is the most enjoyable part of her day.

we managed to keep it clean and out of the water

(thanks to this OCD mom)

then came THE DAY to have it "CUT" off.

they wouldn't let me in with her due to x-rays.

she marched in the room like a big girl.

all i could hear was a saw and them telling her over and over "it's ok, it's ok"

never a tear.

at this point I'm thinking...

"she is a little to young to NOT be needing me at such a time as this"

she came out holding the cast on her wrist.

a security of sorts...they say.

making sure True and I kissed her boo-boo.

about an hour and a waiting room of attention later, she put it in her bag.

she was done.

me, on the other hand...kept it as a memento to this little moment in life.

not to mention...

IT'S TIE-DYE

we will look back on this and have a cute story one day...

and the little cast to prove it.

we've made it a week and she's only asked for it once.