Broken Ruby

As most of you know, Ruby broke her collar bone. She has a baby pterodactyl (come to find out we don’t even know how to spell it right) for about a month now. And she sounds like one or what a baby pterodactyl should sound like, and my guess is that she thought a baby pterodactyl should fly too. From what I could tell was that she pulled out her drawers to make steps, she climbed up top, she was probably turned facing away from the TV/dresser was about to have lift off when the whole thing fell forward. Now the TV that is in the girl’s room is from 2000. Not one of those sleek flat screen things, I don’t think those were available to mere mortals at that time. Anyway, we think she tried to catch herself and put her arms forward and the pressure snapped her bone. I’m not sure any thing landed on her. I heard her crying, I thought maybe she had poopy in her pants, she does that a lot at nap time, so I went in there to explain to her yet again what a toilette is used for, but got a different situation all together. First I thought she had broken her foot, it was red and I thought it might be swelling up. When I tried to lay her down she grabbed her shoulder, so then I thought she dislocated it. But since all the medical degrees were sold out at the Flying J, I new I had to take her in. So her Daddy and I took her and she had an adventure. She likes going to the doctor, they take picture of her bones, give her prizes, and are super nice. For some reason getting a bone snapped has had a tremendous effect on her behavior. She is so much worse. She runs away from me faster, torments her sisters more, she got on the microphone at church on Sunday and tried to either do beat-box or baby talk. She is now running into trash cans, poles, walls, or people. (She has always done that but now I’m waiting for her to get a compound fracture from her clumsiness.) I can not believe how tough she is, and know that if it had been the other two they would treat it like they came close to death.