The third day he went to school and learned how to use push toys to keep up with the other kids.
After that he figured out how to limp around, play outside, and collect acorns with Birdie.
And now...
The cast really hasn't slowed him down much. He still tries to climb on things and jump off of things. Every once in a while he'll point to his and remind me about his leg by saying, "Big Owie, Mom." And the other night he got such a kick out of this: "Look Dad. I broke leg." He said it about 20 times. There have been a couple of times when he reaches his hand in his cast and asks to take it off. I started telling him that the doctor has to take it off. So now when we mention his cast he finishes with, "Doctor take off." In the car the other day I let him color his cast with crayons and then I realized a crayon was missing - we then had to talk about how we don't put things in our cast.
The hardest part about this whole thing has been keeping him clean. He can't get his cast wet at all! We can't even put it in a plastic bag to put him in the bath. We have to put him on the kitchen sink and bath one body part at a time the best we can. Needless to say that he isn't getting a bath every night...it's too much work. But his cast is already started to stink and he still has two more weeks! I can't wait to put him in the bathtub at the end of all of this.
