Tanner LOVED little 9-month old Nolan. They were almost the same size. You can just see the look on Tanner's face in this picture. Well he proceeded to hug and maul poor Nolan until he had had enough and I had to pull Tanner off of him. It was so cute.
Tanner LOVED the foam cube pit!!!
You can't catch me!!!
Aaaand then it happened. Amidst all the action, I see Rob lumbering toward me with a strange hunchback-like limp, Tanner dangling from his side. He dumps Tanner at my feet and flops down on the mat, thrashing from side to side like a fish on dry land. I knew he had to be really hurt. Rob, like most guys, will act like nothing is wrong unless its level 10 pain. The Staff got him an ice pack and one of the other moms said "RICE. RICE". "Rest, ice, compress, and elevate"...So we bolstered his leg up while I gathered our things and brought the car around and headed to the hospital. After 2 1/2 hours in the emergency room, we left with an Air Cast and an Rx for 800 mg motrin. Apparently, Rob misjudged one of the surfaces in the gymnastics room - he thought it was a solid surface and it was actually a trampoline surface. So when he stepped down onto it, his ankle rolled inward and took the fall. Looks like we'll be nursing a sprain for a while!
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