Poor little ballerina...

Just a quick little note before I got flip some hotcakes...

I took Pipes to the doctor yesterday and they cut off her cast (which completely terrified her- I have the claw marks in my neck to prove it), and then promptly put a new one on. The x-rays revealed that the fracture is worst then they originally thought, it starts about halfway down her tibia and cuts diagonally down to her ankle. It goes through her growth plate, but the Doc said that it shouldn't be a problem since her plate is still in alignment. So she has to wear the cast for another MONTH. Poor Pipes, for the past weekeverytime she says her prayers she asks for "the doctor can take off my cast so I can dance forever and ever and run super fast again." When they started putting the cast on her, she was crying her eyes out, saying, "I don't want the cast on! I don't want the cast on, I want to dance! Please Mommy, please!" Talk about getting your heart ripped out of your chest! Needless to say, I've been spoiling her rotten! The problem now is to keep her from walking on the cast...