Becky and I realized that we were the only ones without plans for Labor Day weekend. She had the great idea to go to a german farm and the kids absolutely loved it. They spent several hours riding carts down the hill and jumping off the hay bales. We loved filming them in slow motion. Becky was adventurous and jumped off the bale too and so I wanted to be brave too. The first thing I thought was "this is much higher than I thought." I jumped, heard a pop, and felt the pain.
Becky heard the pop too and put me in a wagon and wheeled me to our home. I couldn't put any weight on it and almost passed out. Poor Becky had to take care of me and 5 kids while I sat with my foot elevated. Even with the ankle sprain, we had the very best time.
