Over the weekend I heard from my mom that my sister's little boy, Duncan, hurt his leg real bad. He was over at a neighbor's house while my sister and her husband were out to eat for their anniversary. When they arrived to pick up the boys, they heard the scream of Duncan coming down hard on the springs of the backyard trampoline. He had to wait until today to go in to get his cast, the one that will go from his bum to his toes. Poor little guy (note: this bracelet was given to me by my other dear sister from Disneyland. I always wear it on Duncan's birthday and now today).

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