- he went to the zoo,
- went to the playground, like 3 times,
- he played in a soccer game and was even the goalie for a quarter,
- he went to a birthday party where he apparently participated in a game as a "human bowling pin",
- he went to a Mother's Day party at Aunt Jen's where he was participating in all kind of silly games, like push a ball with your nose while crawling on the floor,
- he went to school every day and advanced 3 levels in his timed math tests in 4 days.
- he wrote, cut, colored, glued and played very hard on each of those 8 days.
And, the really CRAZY thing about Drew doing all of those things in the last 8 days, is that he did all of those things with a BROKEN ARM....THAT WE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT!
Doesn't he look fine?!?!
Oye! Obviously, we knew he hurt his arm. He hurt it last Wednesday night, about 15 minutes before Spencer and I got home from the airport. When we walked in the door, he told us that he hurt his arm and he was pretty sad about it. He told us that he was worried about his "handwriting" in school because his arm really hurt. We looked at it, squeezed it, moved it around and diagnosed him as fine. (Oops.) He moved on and never complained. When my mom and dad asked about it a few days later, he told them that it hurt for a day and a half, but is all better. Seven days later!, I noticed that he flinched when we were "practicing" handshakes at Cub Scouts. Hmmm....I looked at his arm again after Cub Scouts and noticed that his forearm was a little swollen. After doing the math and realizing that it had been 8 days since he originally hurt it, I knew that we had a problem.
And, for inquiring minds, he broke it while playing "Wipeout" in the basement. Surprised??? The 3 of them were playing Wipeout together and were apparently racing by crawling on top of big bouncy balls. Drew just fell off his ball wrong.