
On the way to the hospital. He never moved at all. I asked him if he wanted a treat and after a minute he finally mouthed yes. Jeff felt so bad driving to the hospital all he could think about was when he broke his collarbone and his mom drove him to the dr. He swears she was looking for potholes in the road to hurt him as much as possible. He drove so slow to try to protect his baby. Such a good daddy!

He kept trying to play with toys. He is right handed and his right collarbone is broken so he would move his arm to play and immediately put it back down and say ow. So sad.

So daddy played for him.

His new "broy" (bra for little boys).

He hates it and never wants it on. His poor shoulder hurts all day and night but he is pretty tough and doesn't complain very often. He is so brave! I love my sweet little boy.