The 3rd Time's the Charm

I have 6 kids.  The oldest is 24 and the youngest is 12.  None of them EXCEPT Luke has ever broken any bones.  (Did I just say that out loud?? I'm knocking on wood as I type...)  Luke has had 3 broken bones.  He broke his collar bone when he was 1.  He broke his leg when he was 3.  And this last week he broke his wrist.  However this is his first time to actually have a CAST.  (Collar bones are not cast, and his broken leg....well, we did not know it was broken for 3 weeks.....I know...what kind of parents are we???  But it was not our mistake; it was a mis-reading of the x-rays.  However, when he was still crawling (rather than walking) after 3 weeks, we had it re-x-rayed, and yep, his leg was broken.  Luckily for us, it was already almost completely healed, straight and "in place," and a cast was deemed unnecessary at that point.)  But this time (the 3rd time), after sustaining a broken wrist in a football game  (He DID get the tackle though.), he was rewarded with a correct diagnosis and a lovely hot pink cast.  (Actually, he CHOSE pink...he must have at least a little bit of me in him....because I LOVE pink!)