Look Ma! No Limp!

This is a video of M as he currently moves. For people who missed the back story, M broke his leg and was in a body cast for ten weeks back in Oct, Nov, Dec 2009. He was walking with a pronounced limp when he began walking again in January, but seems to be almost back to where he started. I wondered if he would remember anything at all from the body cast days and he does. He says he hates casts and doesn't want to ride in an ambulance again and he vividly tells the story of Dr. Y cutting the cast off and how bad it hurt to bend all those parts that had not bent in so long. Fortunately the big brothers (aka the cause of the broken leg) were there for the cast coming off and also vividly remember the loud sound of the cast saw and the louder sound of M screaming when he was moved afterwards. Hopefully that will equal no more broken bones. The question I get most after the fact is: were you really so good natured through the whole thing or was it an act? What D and I both say is "what choice did we have?" He's broken lets stick him somewhere else till he's fixed--- not an option. Luckily, I am at home with the kids; had I been working this would have been a whole different and more difficult problem. Parts were hard {like when the cast stayed on four weeks longer than originally proposed or when I felt like beating people up at Target for their strange looks and whispering as I passed pulling my child in a wagon (M stayed covered up so you couldn't see why he was in the wagon, people just thought I was the ultra indulgent parent)}. I think we all came out better because of this experience. It bonded us and taught the kids some valuable lessons. Now it is time to put some of those lessons to work to convince E to stop climbing the trees next to the house; he reported the other day that there was a lot of moss on our roof. love and hugs and no more broken bones (we hope), B