photos from a hike in the hills a few weeks ago

two weeks ago, while we were on a mini vacay in san diego visiting friends and family, holden had a huge accident.  in a grand attempt at kicking a goal between two posts in the grandparents backyard, holden's foot got stuck on the ball and he fell onto his knee twisting his leg in an extremely awkward position and ended up breaking the femur in his left leg.  to say that we were heartbroken and devastated upon arriving in the er and learning that his leg was broken and that he would have to be in a spica cast for 8 weeks is a huge understatement.  i don't think i will ever be able to find the words to describe how much my heart hurt at seeing holden in pain and unable to run around.  he is an explorer at heart, incredibly independent, and barely stands still for more than a few seconds so to have to tell him he was unable to do the activities that he loved pained me more than i would have ever expected.  the first week was unbearable and i really didn't think that we were going to survive.  i didn't want to tell anyone, i didn't want any pictures of him in the cast, i didn't want any documentation of this difficult time in our lives because it seemed all too painful to ever look back on.  but then, the pain subsided and holden realized that he could get around by crawling and rolling and eventually half-walking on his one good leg, and he quickly returned to his happy little self.  we found that taking him out to explore new places and visiting every museum, exhibit, aquarium, farm, zoo, etc. in the area that can entertain him while he is being carried has taken some of the frustration away.  he still yearns to do things on his own, often pointing to himself and saying "holden do it" as we hold him up on his bike or help him hop on one leg desperate to be able to do things on his own (my heart weeps silently when he says this) and we gently explain that for now, we have to help him, but he will be able to do everything on his own soon enough.  we keep reminding him that the cast will be off soon and we ask him, what are you going to do when you get the cast off?  and then we all scream ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!  i just can't wait to see those little legs in action again.  we were given good news last week that he will be out of the cast at 5 weeks instead of 8 weeks (just another short 3 weeks to go) and we are already planning the celebrations that will ensue following the cast removal.  this has been such a life changing experience for all of us, making us realize that we should never take our health for granted and how incredibly lucky we truly are.