Things I have done in my life:

Gotten married

Had six beautiful children

Things I have not done:

Had a daughter

refrained from breaking my child's arm

That's right.  That forlorn little six-year-old is suffering all because of me.  I'm embarrassed to admit it, but it happened while I was bouncing him on the trampoline.  Don't bother lecturing me.  Every doctor in the emergency room already did.  And believe me, I have learned my lesson.  It was quite traumatizing.  I could tell on this particular bounce that it wasn't going to be a smooth landing.  He started crying, but it wasn't the agonized cry I was expecting, so I was hoping he was okay.  Then I saw his arm.  I won't go into detail, but I knew right away that it was definitely broken.  And can I just say that in situations like this, THANK GOODNESS FOR HUSBANDS.  All I could do was cover my mouth and moan, all the while Jeremy is grabbing Lance, grabbing his keys, and heading out the door for the hospital.  I came in and called Kira and calmly asked if she could come babysit so I could meet them at the hospital.  Just kidding.  I was bawling so hysterically she couldn't understand a word I was saying.  She hurried over, and I rushed to the hospital.  Oh man.  The look on that kid's face when I walked into his room about killed me.  They had just started him on morphine so he was starting to get a little glazy.  Luckily Dr. Cook happened to be there, just checking on a patient for another doctor, so they were able to get Lance right into the little operating room.  Everything went well, and Lance is being such a trooper.  I think he thinks it's pretty cool to wear that cast.  So all you mothers out there, if you have never broken any of your childrens' arms, don't take that blessing for granted!