Looking on the Bright Side

Fortunately, H has always loved her crib and slept very well in it for the past 25 months.
Unfortunately, she decided that she needed to get out and jumped/climbed/fell out during nap time last week.

Fortunately, she was not hurt badly despite the fact that she landed REALLY far from the base of the crib (suggesting she probably either tried to soar like an eagle or she skidded for a while after she hit the ground).
Unfortunately, she did almost scare her poor parents half to death.

Fortunately, she showed no sign of serious head trauma despite getting a big goose egg on her forehead.
Unfortunately, she complained of pain in her wrist and, after taking her to get x rays, we confirmed that she did indeed have a very minor fracture.

Fortunately, she was a very good girl for the entire visit to the doctor and took the whole thing in stride and recounted what happened again and again and again, emphasizing the "boom!" when she hit the ground and then laughing hysterically.
Unfortunately, she had to get a little splint for her wrist and it did not come in pink (yes, she asked).

Fortunately, we bought her a Dora the Explorer toddler bed that she loves. Even more fortunately, she has slept like a champ in it and has adapted very well.
Unfortunately, she correlates her giant leap and the subsequent big bang with getting a new bed as her "reward" and, when people ask if her arm is okay, she says "Yes, and I even got a Dora bed!"


Fortunately, we have amazing friends who have done everything from offer to hold Mr. B while H was getting her x rays to bring Miss H gifts to offer to keep both kids while I nap!
Unfortunately, we are at the end of our rope and we have hardly had time to breathe, not to mention sleep.

Fortunately, that is why God made coffee.
Unfortunately, one cup is not enough!

Fortunately, Miss H is one very tough cookie and is no worse for wear.
Unfortunately, she is a daredevil like her momma and we have a feeling this won't be her last fracture.

Fortunately, we are choosing to look on the bright side and we are so thankful to have such a fun, happy, adaptable little lady who has transitioned so well into her new bed.

My mom wished a stubborn, independent daughter upon me many times during my childhood. It does seem as if H is following closely in the footsteps of another little girl who sustained her first broken arm (while also attempting a flying stunt) as a toddler...