Some of you may have heard, either via Poop and Boogies, or otherwise, that Maxfield suffered quite a fall/injury over the weekend. He is fine, but he spent a couple of days in the hospital with a broken femur. That cursed swingset (shaking my fist)! Unfortunately, since the break was high, he is in a spica (body) cast, and, at the moment at least, is bedridden, and can’t even really sit upright. Despite the fact that he has been through way more than any five year old should have to endure over the past few days, I think he is handling it better than me! While his smiles haven’t really returned yet, he seems fairly content most of the time. I am feeling a bit overwhelmed, but surprisingly thankful overall. I will post more later, but any thoughts/prayers for his quick recovery are certainly appreciated!
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