On Ava’s birthday, Sunday, the day after her party we had a trip to the ER…. BOO! We were able to keep the jump house for a few days and were having the best time Sunday bouncing away. Poor sweetie dislocated her elbow on the bounce house slide Sunday night. The ER was packed and it took two and a half hours to get the joint back in place. Funny how we were in the same hospital where Ava was born three years later to date. 
It just broke our hearts to see baby girl so worried and hurting. Here we are waiting for the doctor, ER was so busy that night that we got moved from our room to the hallway. Ava loves hearing about when she was born at Scott and White. The story goes something like this and she asks me to tell it to her every night before she goes to bed. She lays so very still with her lovie snuggled to her face, eyes twinkling, and listens so sweetly. “God decided that it was time for you to come out of mommy’s tummy so we went to the hospital. When mommy first saw you she kissed you on your forehead like this (I kiss her) and said ‘I love her!’ The first time you cried that night mommy picked you up and kissed you again and told you that I will always take care of you. You are my most beautiful baby girl.” So even though she was hurting with her elbow, she was fascinated that we were back at the hospital where she was born. We pass the hospital almost daily because it is less than a mile from our house at the back entrance of our neighborhood and she points and yells “MOM that’s were I’m born!”
Here are some happier pictures from earlier that day.
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