Today is my birthday. Know what I got? A trip to the urgent care clinic with Little Mr. Eris taking care of ...... wait for it.... a broken arm. He broke it in an indoor soccer game. He hit the ground hard, raised his (good) arm for a substitute, then walked himself off the field with his arm dangling sort of like this
Yes, in yet another support for The First Principle of Eris' Law, we spent a Saturday at the clinic getting x-rays.
For those of you keeping track, that is now:
4 trips to Urgent Care
What I am sure will be a visit from the Department of Child and Family Services when we go in to our family doc for the follow up and likely casting on Wednesday.