I have to admit...I kinda feel guilty about the pictures in my last blog. My poor sweet RyeRye climbed out of his playpin and fell wrong on his leg. As I walk in from Church with the kids, Ryelon has this pitiful cry as he lays on his daddy. A cry that only a mom knows immediately that something is seriously wrong. =( As I cradle him in my arms, Christopher lets me know what happened...my heart breaks because I KNOW that something is terribly wrong with his leg. He won't move it...he won't let me touch it. I put an ice pack on his little leg and my baby actually falls asleep on me, while wimpering in his sleep. I inform Christopher that he must take him to the hospital. He takes him and Madyson (because she is such a GREAT big sister) and heads out! Unfortunately, they were there for over 4 hours....and my sweetheart has a hairline fracture in his leg. He came in with this big cast on his little leg. He cannot walk...which is going to be quite hard to keep a 19 month old baby from walking! I just KNEW his little dare devilness would catch up with him. The irony of this situation is that at church, Tom was just talking about how all toddlers must have their own gaurdian angel to each of them because of the craziness that they get into! Well, his must have been on a potty break! I don't have to tell you all that the playpin is GONE! I have already purchased the bubble wrap...hehe!Thank you to all my wonderful friends and family for your outrageous support and prayers. You all are amazing and my life would not be the same without you! Here is the positive for this situation...he did not break his leg....there you go....PRAISE God!!