For the past month or so Owen has periodically complained that one of his legs hurts. I have pretty much ignored it because you know…..Owen.
I remember once when he was small I tried to tell him the story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf. He looked at me thoughtfully, tipped his head to one side and said, “but I don’t go out in the woods.” And THAT’S as far as I got with that. Anyway, I kept assuring him that his leg was just fine. Today evidently it got quite painful and he was limping so Ernie ended up taking him to the doctor where, after an x-ray, they pronounced it Osgood-Schlatter disease.
Owen is beside himself with joy. “SEE Mom? It was a REAL thing!” I just know I’m going to hear about this for the rest of my life.