So, Frankie and I spent about two and a half hours last night in the emergency room of Mary Black. The outcome: Alyx sprained her wrist. Miss Independent didn’t want to hold my mom’s hand while walking through a parking lot, so she ripped her hand away from Mom. That’s the only thing we can come up with as to how she hurt herself because after that she started guarding her left arm and wouldn’t use it at all. She was holding her doll and pointing at her arm, saying “Hurt.” Anyway, the xrays came back fine and by the end of the visit, Alyx was up and running around like her normal self. Oh well, things happen, right? I’m sure that this won’t be the last time Miss Independent has a sprained wrist.