What’s New?

The verdict is in: a compressed elbow fracture (actually it has a much longer Latin name, but this is what I got out of it). He gets to wear that snazzy red cast for three weeks. Yes, it is waterproof. Mama coughed up $36 so her baby could play in the water.

First thing he did when he got home yesterday? Tried to get onto his scooter and ride around. I was having none of that. I made him wait until today to ride.

In other news, I’ve been writing like a woman with a job or something. First, I am thrilled to be the newest contributor to Cool Mom Picks which is exciting, fun and flattering. As some of you know, there is nothing that I like to do more than tell people about Things I Like That I Think You Should Like, Too.

On that note, I also spent the past few days putting together this list of “50 Things To Do with Kids Around Boston Before They Grow Up” for Alpha Mom. It was a great exercise in memory, creativity and counting, although I apparently don’t count so well since I always seemed to find two #9’s or no #28. I pulled it together though, and the column went up today.

Finally, my beloved and I are going to be spending the night alone! in Boston! without kids! Cannot wait. I just hope I can stay awake later than my usual 10:30 bedtime.

Sticks and Stones

He wasn’t even riding his scooter at the time. He must have just fallen sideways and landed, with a hard thud, on his elbow.

There were tears, but mostly it was his arm that hung limp by his side that scared me. I carried him indoors and tried to distract him with cartoons, grapes, jokes—wanting to see if his arm would come back to life.

Instead, he and I went to the ER. Four hours of my little guy in my lap, head on my chest, little arm hanging by his side. He was so quiet and stoic until the x-rays, when he screamed as his arm was straightened, was twisted, for the best picture. The technician looked like she might cry.

Nothing definitive. We see an orthopedic surgeon tomorrow to determine what the plan should be. Right now, he sleeps, exhausted from his ordeal.

And, I type, as I wait for the fatigue in my body to overcome my brain and let me rest.

No Animals Were Harmed for This Shopping Spree


I may be back to eating bacon, but at least my shoes are cruelty-free.