Sunday Smackdown: Pinky vs The Shrub

Digitus Minimus. Minimus fracturus. Pain in the gluteus maximus.

In the interest of accuracy, this smackdown happened on Friday.  You know the SINGLE nice weather day we have had in 4 years months.  So, Sweet Pea, Pickles and every other unrestrained child on the block were outside after school playing and sucking in all the clean air they could before February gets wind of what is going on and turns on the blowers again.  Sweet Pea was riding his scooter on the sidewalk racing some other kid who was riding a motorized scooter on the street when he got clotheslined by a shrub.  (I know, right?)  The scooter kept going, but Sweet Pea did some sort of acrobatic flip involving several somersaults in the air (if you believe his re-telling) and landed in the dirt on his pinkie.  Judging by the dirt pattern on his shoulder, chest and face, Sweet Pea’s helmet did its job and allowed his head to keep it’s distinctive nugget shape.

Sweet Pea came inside, very sad, and told the story. Pinky started swelling, so we iced it, gave Sweet Pea a Motrin, and I buddy taped Pinky with a splint.  This morning we saw the pediatrician and after a trip to the local X-rays R Us, we were told (roughly) Yep.  It’s broken, put a splint on it. Oh. Um…  We did that already, so, okay!  Geeze, unnecessary middle man, much?

Up your nose with a rubber hose. And get me to Kids Kuts. Quick!

One thing that happened through this process of spending several hours alone with Sweet Pea in medical offices (aside from clipping Sweet Pea’s super-nasty wolf-boy fingernails) was that I realized that Sweet Pea was in desperate need of a haircut.  Unlike either of his parents, Sweet Pea has thick, thick, wavy hair.  It doesn’t grow down, it grows out.  He seriously looks like Gabe Kotter (w/o the stache).  Hyperactive Gabe Kotter with a home-done splint on his pinky.  Classy.

(Image credits:  Pinky from wikipedia, Mr. Kot-tayer from tvguide.com)

About Adventures From Cloud 8

I am a stay at home mom who now and again sneaks away to be an in-home family therapist. My husband and I have 3 boys: Sweet Pea (12), Pickles (9) and Pumpkin Pie (4). Oh yeah. We have Doodle Dog, too. You guessed it! He’s a boy. At least he pees outside.
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