Don't Call CPS!

Poor Bubby!

Our curse has started to affect our monkeys. 

Sunday, I thought it would be a good idea to introduce Wes to the big boy swing. After all, he will be 2 in a few weeks.

I was hovering and barely moving him back and forth.
He was having a blast.

Then, we stopped and went to get off. I let go of the chains for a second and he leaned forward and fell out. 

:-o

Mother of the year.

He cried and cried forever.

Fast-forward to later that evening.

Still guarding and refusing to bear weight.

Our first trip to the Emergency Room.

Look at that crazy hair!

After a 3.5 hours, the X-Rays showed no fractures in the pelvis or femurs. 

We went home thinking he just had a bad bruise. 

Monday he stayed home with Nana while Daddy and I went to work.

Still not walking and very tender on the right leg.

Tuesday, Daddy stayed home with little man and took him back to the ER for more X-Rays.
This time they shot ALL of his leg and what do you know, he has a small, non-displaced fracture in his distal tibia.

Bubby! :'-(

Just chillin' with my broken leg

Splint for 24 hours

Wednesday

Lounging with Mommy, watching cartoons

This afternoon was our appointment with the orthopedist. 

Dub has to wear a full leg cast for TWO WEEKS.

No walking.

He was nice enough to give us a water-proof cast (yay for real baths!!) and let us pick out the colors.

We opted for a manly camo.

I'm a bad ass with my broken leg, camo cast and angry dinosaur

But I have a soft side, too <3