Saturday, Oct. 31, 2020 - 9:43 p.m.

We went trick or treating in suburb neighborhood with E’s friend and parents. It was okay.

We got home and E fell off of something he shouldn’t have been on in the bathroom, and broke his arm. Right forearm. At a disturbing angle. J has him at the hospital. I’m not worried exactly but distressed that he’s distressed. Poor guy.

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