Mama's Little Hero
Two weeks ago I broke my ankle. I had just put my kids to bed and I was walking down the stairs. I heard/felt a pop and tumbled down the last five steps. I’ve sprained my ankle before in much the same way- just walking down the steps. I think I initially sprained it this time but then it broke as I tumbled. When I landed at the bottom of the stairs, I looked down at my foot and saw it was pointed the wrong way. It was gnarly. I was near panic. I was home alone with the kids (hubs was on his way home from Salt Lake City but wouldn’t arrive at the house for another couple of hours). My phone was in the other room. I was in excruciating pain and had no way to get help. I screamed for Trey and he came running to save his mama. Looking back at Trey’s 5 years in my arms, he has played this role many times. My Trey is so brave. He came to my rescue and got my phone so I could call around to get help. He saw that I was shaking so he brought me blankets. He