Ezra broke his arm last week. And the more important question than "How did it happen?" should be - "How did a family with so many boys go this long before there was a broken bone?"
Being the good mom that I am, I took a two day "wait and see" before taking him to the E.R. for an x-ray. (No amount of frozen bags of corn would reduce the swelling.)
Ezra was pretty excited about the whole affair and was riding high on his wave of fame. Then he found out that he wouldn't get the cast off till after basketball season was over. Not so happy then.
Oh and how did it happen?
Wrestling in the basement with his sister and apparently she won.