Casted Henry

Yesterday we experienced our second worst kid injury. Cole's head wound is still, and hopefully will be forever, the worst injury we will experience but Henry has had a doozy. But first some fun pics from our lives lately.

Cole taught himself to climb this tree in our front yard. 

I think we need a second bathroom.

He was actually legitimately helpful, we got my work room pretty organized

I recently took the boys to the Pewaukee Beach Party to meet some friends. The boys had a blast, but it was definitely a mistake to let them play in the water and sand. I was not really prepared for the cleanup (no towels, not enough dry clothes, etc.).

Well, I guess we all knew something like this would happen soon enough. Yesterday Grammie Debbie (Normal Grandma) took the boys to the park and Henry decided to jump down from the top of the playground equipment (we estimate about 6 feet tall) and ended up fracturing his heel. I blame the shoes. The boys are always wearing their TOMS, so they have absolutely no cushion or support. I guess, I will also have to teach the boys the ninja roll...it's the safest way to land.

There are many bad parts about Henry's heel fracture, besides just Henry being hurt. First off, he can't walk for a week. That means we, actually primarily Kristin, will have to lug him around for an entire week. He already weighs a lot and may be pushing 40 lbs with his cast. Obviously this will be horrible. Second, this has already cost $150 for the emergency room visit. After a week, he will have to go to the doctor again for another X-ray and will probably get another cast (i.e. more money). So that sucks. The third suckball of this situation is the impact to our upcoming plans. His upcoming zoo trip will surely not be as much fun. I was hoping to go on the pontoon boat this weekend, but obviously no swimming for Hen now. And the fourth and worst part, last night Kristin and I maybe slept for two hours. Hopefully he will sleep okay tonight, but last night he was squirming and crying all night and trying to claw off his cast. It was awful.

The good part is that we have been meaning to get a lock on Henry's door because the other day he woke up, went to the kitchen and helped himself to two morning suckers. Not an ideal breakfast, but now that he can't walk, that problem has been solved. Although after a day of immobility he is bringing back the crawl and he is pretty quick.

Some brotherly support

An ice cream cone almost makes it all better