This morning I spent some time with Adam in the Cast Room. No, he hadn't earned a spot in a play and it was nothing similar to the "Green Room" where cast members might socialize, it was this type of cast room:
This is the first time we've ever had to have one of our children in a room such as this, and hopefully it will be the last. On Saturday Lyle and Adam were playing flag football over at the church when Adam dislocated his thumb. Just the description of his thumb's angle makes me queasy, so it's providential that I was not in attendance. Adam tried without success to put his thumb back into its rightful place and then Lyle took Adam's hand and told him that what he was about to do would really hurt. Then he YANKED it! UGGGGHHH. It gives me shivers just thinking about it. The yank did successfully snap his thumb back into place, but the next day Lyle decided that maybe a few x-rays should be taken. "Because," he said in all seriousness, "someday he may want to be a dentist." (For everybody else, the thumb on their right hand is pretty optional.)
The doctor said no bones were broken and he doesn't think the ligament was torn, so no surgery is needed. BUT, the ligament was stretched and the growth plate may have been damaged, so he'll be in a cast for nearly a month. The fun of homework time will surely increase as I act not only as the whip-bearing homework prodder, but now scribe as well. I hope to at least get a star for neatness.