After a lovely Labor Day Weekend, we decided to go on a family bike ride to cap off the weekend before heading into the first day of school. Well the nice bike ride became tragic quite fast. After a slew of wreckless teenagers came head on towards Maria she had to stop abruptly. Reese couldn't react fast enough, hit Maria's back tire, lost control, and the x-rays show history.
Now, as everyone knows, I adore my daughter, and you may all think I am just putting her on a pedestal, but, what a trooper she is. She cried from the crash, (it was very sudden and frightening) but not about her arm. She said it hurt a little bit but she didn't complain. Maria and I knew it was broken once we got up off the ground ( it had a peculiar bend to it.) We walked back to the car and Reese just walked quietly holding her arm. Man, she is one brave kid! She is so proud about the break, she is wearing it like a badge of honor.
The first day of school brought many questions from the other kids, especially the ones who had just been with her over the weekend. She has pretty much rehearsed the story to tell over and over again, and she never, ever deviates from the original. It's quite funny to hear her tell it. It's a terrible shame it happened, but she is really taking it in stride.
