On Sunday night, Bri was goofing around in the livingroom and somehow fell and twisted her ankle. It was close to bedtime anyways, so we just put her to bed assuming she'd be fine in the morning. In the morning, there was still no walking. So we got to spend the entire day in the ER. Whee. I've never been there so long in my life. The X-rays were done pretty much immediately, we just had to wait forever for a doctor to come and tell us if anything was broken or what. As it turns out it's a bad sprain, and she has to wear a tensor bandage and stay out of gym for a few weeks. She missed two days of school, but she went yesterday.

This also meant she couldn't go to her last ballet class, which made her sad.