Ray and I are both in our 30’s. We have 3 kids who are 9, 6 and 4. None of us have ever had a broken bone. (Which is rather amazing considering 2 of our kids are boys who are always jumping, climbing, running, and just generally moving!)
Ray has broken his baby finger. And honestly, to end a run like that, you’d think it could be something more exciting than just a baby finger. That being said, I’m also very thankful that all he broke was his finger. He actually did it back the first weekend in November, but only just had x-rays done last week. He broke a chip out of the tip, and broke it from the end to the first joint. It’s called a triangular break. Course, there’s nothing that can be done except continue to tape it. Oh, and not play soccer until it’s healed, like that’s going to happen!
He broke it playing keeper in soccer. Well, not really playing soccer, just during the warm-up. On his first night. (Oddly enough, I find that quite funny!) And he’s been back every weekend since, of course!
Incidently, none of our kids have ever had stitches, either. Another amazing feat, considering the falls that they’ve taken.