It is Broken

Dear Jacob, 

   It is official you have your first (hopefully last) broken bone. 

If you don't mind can we please make this the last one. You have stressed Howard out. He does not know what to think of your big band aid. 

  Oh and Jacob I am pretty sure they did not splint your leg so that you can kick your momma when she says it is bedtime. 

Love,

Momma