Friday, June 20, 2008

Waterworks

Mine, not hers.



Avery has approached every single minute of this whole broken leg thing with utter grace and equanimity, neither of which I think I could have mustered at two, let alone at 34. She has adapted, scooting, slithering and even hop-walking. Her demands have been well within reason and any "abuse" of help, ie "take me here," and "take me there," has been short-lived.

Yesterday all the kids were out front playing, some holding a lemonade sale, others riding scooters and bikes. Eventually they congregated in one driveway to draw chalk art and pick flowers. Avery was right in the middle and enjoying herself until the inevitable drift happened with one girl going one way and another the other way.

Avery assessed the situation, looked down at her leg and then up at Grandma and said, "Grandma, I wanna run." It was like an epiphany, a sudden awareness that she hadn't been running, and then again, this time with the delight of a person discovering a great solution, "Grandam, I wanna RUN!" Her face held every belief that Grandma would make it possible and she'd run.

After a few days of feeling like we'd overestimated how hard this would be, the reality of a summer cast came rushing back. Poor Ave, poor Grandma.

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16 comments:

Crystal D said...

Oh how awful. Yep that feeling of reality hitting had to hurt worse then the broken leg. Poor kiddo.

flutter said...

her little face tears a hole in my heart

Meredith said...

Poor mama, too!

Ree said...

Poor baby...

Any pseudo running? Stick her in a stroller and run behind it so she can feel the wind in her face?

Amy said...

Aw poor Ave:( This post totally breaks my heart.

Damselfly said...

That must be so hard on a little person!

Amanda said...

My heart goes out to her, poor thing. And those pleading eyes in that photo! I hope the weeks go by quickly and her leg heals well. Children are great at coping when something like this happens, much better than an adult would ever be.
Hang in there.
Love,
Amanda xx

jenk said...

Crap. That just kills me.

She's a tough cookie though. You'll both make it through the summer.

Of course, I'd be out there crying too.

Jenny said...

Oooohhh... poor baby! And poor you -- sometimes when my son is sick or hurt I think it's just as hard for me as it is for him... I hope all goes well for you guys!

Christy said...

She is such a little trooper! She will figure something out I am sure of it ;)

Don Mills Diva said...

Oh the poor wee dear! That face is breaking my heart...

Amy Y said...

Oh :(
Poor Avery!!
Hopefully this just means that all the rest of her summers will be cast~free as she got it out of her system already?

Kimberly said...

That's got to be so hard. I hope this is the last experience your family has with a broken limb.

andi said...

Poor sweet girl. I hope the time goes quickly for you all.

chelle said...

awww poor girl!! Sending many hugs!

Lisa said...

that quivering lip is enough to break your heart.

Here's hoping that you have some rainy weather, so the sun does not torture her with what she's unable to do! And here's hoping that it heals quick!