So, being the good Nana I am, I took two of my little grandchildren to the park yesterday. Connor loves to swing and get that tickle in his tummy. I was pushing him on the swing and getting him higher when he lost his grip and went flying! He landed on the thick rubberized mat, but was really crying about his leg hurting. I really hoped it would get better after the shock wore off, but it didn't - in fact, it got worse. So, off to the urgent care for an x-ray. His leg has a small break in it. Poor little fellow. He is the youngest in his family and is the only one that has had stitches, and now a broken bone. I feel so sorry for him. Poor little guy!