Oh dear. Friday afternoon did not go as planned at all. After taking Clare to story time, our plan was to pick up Meg from preschool and head to the store for cake decorating supplies. The Arlington County Library was having an Edible Book Cake event on Saturday and we were planning on having not just one, but two entries. Meg wanted to make a fairy cake. Clare wanted to make a Madeline cake.
As Clare, Anne and I waited for Meg's class to come back inside from the playground, we heard a wailing sound. I quickly realized that the wailing was coming from Meg and I rushed over to the class. She had slipped in the mud and now she grabbed her left arm and screamed over and over, "It hurts so bad." Meg is not one to carry on for an extended period of time, so when she did not calm down after a few minutes, I knew we needed to take her to urgent care immediately. Thankfully the urgent care facility was not too busy and the staff graciously assisted with my two younger children while I stayed with Meg through the x-rays. Bending her arm in the various positions needed proved quite painful for her. The x-rays confirmed what we were expecting by that point. There was definitely one fracture and possibly two.
Even with a broken arm, Meg had no interest in staying still over the weekend. We could keep the pain in check with regular doses of Ibuprofen, so I began researching appropriate Saturday activities. We decided to attend the Literacy Council of Northern Virgina's Reading: A Family Affair. For us, the highlight of this event was Dean Alan: The Wizard of Reading. This presentation mixed magic tricks with the telling of Dr. Seuss stories. Both Meg and Clare were mesmerized by the presentation (and, happily, Anne slept right through it). Mr. Alan told the story of the Grinch, Horton Hears a Who and the Cat in the Hat. He also told the story of Gustav the Goldfish, which appears in the recently published The Bippolo Seed and Other Lost Stories. While I had some awareness that this book had been published recently, I didn't realize until this presentation that the stories in this collection were stories Dr. Seuss had written for magazines in the 1940s and 1950s. What an enjoyable outing this turned out to be.
We still plan to make our book cakes even though we missed Saturday's contest. I've spoken to the director of the branch hosting to the event and she encouraged us to bring them to the library. Now we must wait for our new round of snow and ice to melt so we can get to the library.