Ok, you remember the phone on the wall, but do you remember a thing called "party lines"? Where you shared the same phone line with several other strangers and if they were already on the phone and you had an emergency, you had to ask them to get off so you could make a call. I'm THAT old.

I can't understate the importance of teaching children very early in life to properly apologize when they've done something that they know is wrong. Imagine what a different place we'd be in if TFG's parents had done so.

Us too. The doctor called them "rubber bones". Whatever happened, we're also glad that he doesn't seem traumatized in any way.

Highly respected and well vetted babysitting service here locally. This investigation will be interesting to see what shakes loose.

He seems fine. He's right back to his old smiley self. But every adult in this tribe is devastated! We're all going through our different stages of grief. I'm in the anger stage and am plotter misfortune on that babysitter. My daughter hasn't stopped crying. Baby's daddy is still in shock.

This chubby, bouncy, sweet, smiley baby who can't even crawl yet, has a broken arm. Hospital started the abuse investigation right away. Baby is back to his sweet chubby self and seems to be using his new cast as a crutch so he can sit up on his own now. When life gives you lemons.

My daughter picked up my 6 month old grandson from the sitter after work and noticed something not right. He wasn't crying, but seemed uncomfortable. She text the sitter, she said all was fine, normal day. She decides to take him to the emergency room, where they did x-rays. Broken arm (1)

A broken arm. Hospital has filed reports and investigations are starting on the babysitter. My daughter has now decided to be a stay at home mom and her fiance is good with that. We are broken. On the flip side, little man is not bothered by the cast and uses it as a crutch to hold himself up.

Thank you!

Thank you!