Sunday night after dinner, my 7yr old wanted to show us some tricks on the monkey bars. She spends half her life hanging from those bars. This time it didn't turn out so good. She fell as we all watched and none of us were close enough to stop it from happening. It still makes my stomach hurt to think about it.
My husband ran to her and scooped her up. Her first actual words to him were, "I think I broke my arm." He took one look at her arm and headed straight for the car.
She was right.