I certainly wouldn't drag it around the room on my hands and other knee. I definitely wouldn't try to stand on it.
It's bent! It's hard resin! You can't stand on it. Oh. I see. Well, I guess you can...
Babies. They just don't stop. I wonder when I became so limited/limiting of myself.
Some of it, however, is this child. She just doesn't stop. She's tough. She's not going to whine and mope. Her brothers weren't quite as tough. Still aren't. In fact, in the last 24 hours, they have BOTH, INDEPENDENTLY tried to convince me that they, too, need a cast. Mattias's toe is about to fall off and Noah's elbow hurts a lot. Just in case you were wondering.