Isaac's Angel(s)

First let me say that boys will be boys. Let me add that Isaac will be Isaac.
Heaven frequently fills in the gaps in my parenting skills. Over the past two weeks, Isaac fell out of a non-climbing tree at a park (Saved from serious injury by Noah), was pulled by his mother (oops!) off a swing, and most recently fell again from the tree in front of our home. He had been banned from climbing too high, but apparently it doesn't take great distances to get hurt. He was flat on his back and I was calmly trying to talk him up. (First aid 101) Knowing that Isaac's pain tolerance is different that the rest of us, I was relying on what he would do to know how seriously he was hurt. I determined that he could move his extremities, however he would not get up. I was eventually forced to make the dreaded call. "911, what is your emergency?" The fire truck and ambulance arrived, the neighborhood emerged, and Heidi brought Lee home to be with the other kids. Isaac scared us, but all is well. Needless to say, Isaac is now tied to his bed until Tuesday. Come on summer school!