We were home from Reno for approximately three minutes before Quinny tripped over Juniper and down Aunt Ash's steps and broke her hand in two places. It's almost comical if you think about it--me keeping six kids safe adventuring around an unknown town for days and then one of those kids getting seriously hurt before the car was even unpacked--but that's life, isn't it?! Those first 24 hours back were a flurry of x-rays and doctors visits and casts and Quinny tears, because there's not a girl in the world that loves summer adventuring more than this one and she knew that this would change a lot. Boo for broken bones! But hooray for it being healed just three-ish weeks later.
Hello Summer, goodbye swim lessons.
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