Brækket ben.... / Broken leg......

mor har brækket sit ben. Benn og jeg legede med min tøjkrabbe - det allerførste legetøj jeg fik da jeg var lille. Det vil sige, vi trak i den fra hver sin side og der kom noget rigtig sjovt stof ud af den.

Mor ville skynde sig at redde den så hun løb hen over terrassen og faldt lige så lang hun var, ned ad to bitte små trappetrin. Bumm, Benn og Vaks og jeg tænkte at det var da en mega sjov leg så vi løb hen til hende. Men det skulle vi måske ikke have gjort for det gjorde så ondt på hende, kunne far se, så han kommanderede os alle 3 væk. Benn og jeg gik længere væk, men Vaks ville simpelthen ikke flytte sig fra mor. Han sad ved siden af hende og så meget bange ud. Mor og far blev helt rørt over at han sad der for at trøste hende.

Her er resten af tøjkrabben og stoffet der var indeni den.

Flad som en pandekage.

Nå, men selv en flad tøjkrabbe kan man godt hive mere stof ud af.

Stakkels mor sidder i sommervarmen med sit brækkede ben og 2 krykker, og kan ingenting lave.

Men hun sidder ikke alene for Vaks viger ikke fra hende. Han passer så meget på hende.... Og far han hopper og springer for at opfylde hendes mindste ønske. Det er kun mig der tager lidt lempeligt på alt det halløj med benet. Det er vel godt nok at jeg kommer forbi hendes stol i ny og næ og tjekker om hun er ok!

In English: Broken leg.....

Mom has broken her leg. Benn and I played with my toy crab - the very first toy I got when I was little. That is, we pulled it from either side and there was something really fun material coming out of it. 


Mom would rush to save it so she ran across the patio and fell just as long she was down of two tiny steps. Bumm, Benn and Vaks and I thought it was a new fun game so we ran over to her. But perhaps we shouldn't have done that, because dad could se she was hurting so he commanded us all three away. Benn and I went further away, but Vaks simply would not move from mom. He sat beside her and looked very worried. Mom and Dad were quite touched that he was there to comfort her.

Here is the rest of the Crab, and some of the stuffy from inside.

Flat as a pancake.

Well, even a flat toy crab you still can pull more stuffy out of.

Poor mom is sitting in the summer heat with her broken leg and two crutches, and can't do anything.

But she is not alone. Vaks won't go away from her. He looks after her all the time.... And dad he jumps and jumps to fulfill her slightest wish. It's just me who is taking a little lax on all the hubbub with her leg. It may be fine enough I drop by her chair every now and then and check if she is ok!