All he wanted to do was look at his Mickey pictures in the chair...but there wasn't enough room for the pictures AND him, so he sat up on the arm of the chair so he could lay the pictures out...and he scooted back just a bit too far and toppled over onto the floor - breaking his clavicle!! My poor leeeetle boy! He cried and cried and the girl knew something was very wrong - two x-rays later and Max was wearing a sling on his wing!
Max's new little car seems to have helped him forget the pain! As long as his arm is in the sling he is fine, but when the sling is removed he is in tears! So he loves his wing in the sling, which is a very good thing!