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last sunday a trip to the playground got the best of us and landed owen in the ER with a broken arm. tuesday's trip to the orthopedist and additional x-rays indicated that surgery was in order to set the bones and pin them in place. he's been a trooper about the whole thing, and he's adjusting to life with one arm quite well. thanks for all the well wishes for speedy recovery. he'll likely be back on the monkey bars in about a month.

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Amy P said…
Glad to hear Owen is doing well. Also loving that his hair is long!! :)
mama mia said…
If he can get dressed with one arm, that is indeed a sign he's doing well! So glad to hear from you the other day about his handling of all this....love the icy Antarctic scene with his white short sleeve shirt :)
JohnJohn said…
Amy: Sorry to burst your bubble, but we took Owen to the barber yesterday. Don't worry, he still has curls on top, and it'll grow back over his ears in time for Xmas.
Code name: 1% said…
Oh noes! I hope that Owen's arm heals quickly! Make sure to come up with a really elaborate and outlandish story about how it happened so that you can embarrass him when he's older.

-katie
kel said…
What a trooper! We always had fun playing the game where you pretend you have no arms and have to do everything with your feet . . . Owen might enjoy this game during his one armed time. One handed paint by numbers could be fun too, that is what I remember doing for a week straight when I had chicken pox, it was a big treat!

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