He's done it again...

Mitchell's collar bone is healing nicely.

He's even been outside playing again.

We had an army of cousins over running around outside, riding bikes and scooters...

And then we heard the screaming.

The same screaming we heard when Mitchell fell out of the hammock.

I immediately wanted to go check it out,

telling myself the entire drive to the urgent care that I was being paranoid...

Then we got an X-ray...

Sure enough,

Mitchell has broken his leg.

His tibia to be exact.

Snapped it in two.

Not in the mood for pictures,

but I absolutely couldn't believe my eyes.

We just got him out of a sling!

One positive is that his friends in the neighborhood are sure spoiling him!

Lots of presents and treats and balloons!

Which has brought me to tears more than once because how happy it has made him.

This experience has been more than depressing for him.

He hasn't really been himself.

He's been angry, anxious, and very sad.

Understandable, sure, but we miss our old, happy Mitchell.

Always in his own world pretending something,

Always cracking jokes and laughing...

Moments like this, he smiles like his old self again.

And his baby sister finds him irresistibly cuddly now too.