My grandkids have sort of been falling apart lately. None of them have actually lost any parts, but my three oldest grandchildren have all broken a bone in the last couple of months. My 10 year old grandson, Jared, broke his foot a couple of months ago. He is pretty well healed and should be good to go after a couple of sessions of physical therapy. My grandaughter, Hope, who is 8, broke her toe a couple of weeks ago and is still limping a little but is on her way to healing. (It is nice and convenient when one cousin can pass their orthopedic shoe and crutches down to another cousin). Both of them were sort of just messing around...no real story to how they broke a bone.
My 7 year old grandson, Justin, has the best story to tell but he was a little reluctant to tell it at first. He will get the cast off of his broken wrist in a few days. When he came up from the basement crying and holding his wrist his story was that he had fallen off of the Hippity Hop ball. You know, those big balls that kids sit on and bounce around.
It was true that he fell off the Hippity Hop ball, but not the whole truth. With a little prodding from his brother he finally "fessed up that he was jumping on the pool table on the Hippity Hop ball and that he fell off when he jumped from the pool table to the floor. Ouch! At least he got a really cool orange and blue (for the Broncos) cast instead of an ugly orthopedic shoe and he has a good story to tell.
And to answer the questions everyone has asked....Yes, they all drink lots and lots of milk, and no, there is nothing wrong with their bones.
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