"Chance, put your shoes on..."

Those words were uttered by my wife to me on Saturday night.  After putting my shoes on I asked, "Which one is it?"

"Arionna," she replied.

I had dropped the youngest off at a birthday party earlier that afternoon.  They were doing a dance party and Arionna fell and hurt her elbow.  At least it was the left one.  So, we picked her up and off to the urgent care we go for x-rays.

It didn't appear broken, which is the good news.  However, it could take a few days for it to show up.  Right now it is wrapped in an Ace Bandage.  She still complains it hurts, and if it continues for another day it will be to revisit the emergency room and make sure it is not fractured or broken.

So far there have been 6 broken bones from my girls: 

Alora: Collarbone and both arms (all at different times),

Kaylee: Jaw and ankle,

Arionna: Right elbow.

My mother raised 3 boys and she always said we were "rough".  I admit we made many more trips to the hospital than my girls have, but we had fewer broken bones. My brothers and I did have more hyper-extensions, dislocated joints, severe sprains.  But, in the broken bone's category, my girls rule the roost.

Now, here is hoping it isn't really broken...