It was a crisp summer evening at the local park (and it also happened to be Friday the 13th) when our summer took a scary turn. I haven't posted lately because we've been busy in the Smith household dealing with one very brave little girl, who has managed to keep smiling despite the double broken wrists she received that fateful day two weeks ago.
To keep it simple, Ava fell from the monkey bars at the park, with the rest of us just a few feet away. Luckily, she caught herself with both hands. Even though it has been challenging to deal with the aftermath, I am so very, very thankful that it wasn't any worse. I know she was being watched over from above, because it was a long fall....and she was a lucky child.
I've been saying extra prayers since then, and have realized what a special daughter I have. She has been so remarkably positive and happy, even though the end of her summer was not as she planned. Her response? She wanted to spend more time at home anyway, so now she has an excuse to play in the playroom! Ha!
Right now, she has one cast and one splint (her left wrist was injured more severely than her right). Next week, she will get the other wrist casted as well. That will make life a bit easier, as both casts will be water proof. Until then, we've been spending more time at home and finding creative ways to play. More on that later!
In the meantime, I'm loving my little girl and thanking God for her more every day.
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