Much has happened since my last post... last Friday evening Stephen took a head-first spill out of the jogging stroller (it was stationary at the time) and was pretty bent out of shape. We had company over for dinner and didn't see any blood, bruise, swollen area or protruding bones, so we figured he was OK. Poor Stephen was really unhappy and he wasn't using his left arm at all. That night he didn't sleep until I propped him upright in his bed with a huge retaining wall of pillows. So the poor boy slept sitting up right. He was still quite whimpery after the long sleepless night, so we took him to the pediatrician, then to the hospital to get an x-ray, then back to the pediatrician to seek the x-ray and learn that Stephen has a broken collarbone :(
So, poor guy can't jump on the trampoline, can't climb trees, can't play at the playground or pool. We can't pick him up and he needs help going to the bathroom, washing his hands, getting dressed and undressed.
To combat the boredom and frustration that this confinement might cause, I've tried to entertain Stephen in new ways... such as plastic critter hunts in the backyard, living room or porch. Here's Stephen on the hunt:
