When I was in Germany, I got a text message that son #3 fell out of bed and was hurt, but that everything was OK. So when I arrived home, he was vast asleep so I couldnt look at it.
This morning however, I had a sneeking suspicion that this was a broken colorbone (think that is what it is called).
So I went to the ER and they confirmed it, so now son #3 is walking around with some sort of harnass to keep his shoulders streight. Poor little man. But he doesnt seem to mind, and is still doing dangerous games, so... to be continued.