We have achieved the first broken bone in our family. Ben had a sledding accident yesterday. He landed very hard on his shoulder and it became quickly evident that it was a lasting sort of injury. I took him in to get these X-rays and as you can see, it is indeed fractured. He's doing well. There's no cast or any treatment for this type of break. He has a little sling to support his arm and remind him to keep it still. He was rather calm today, but otherwise entirely himself. This is the third X-ray that Ben has had. There seems to be one accident-prone child in every family. I told Peter last night that all the gray hairs coming in on my head are a result of the worry over dear Benny. I went to bed feeling comforted that God can take much better care of him than I can. He's got it under control.