Last May 3 days before my sons tenth birthday. He was grounded for doing something kids do, anyway my little one and I had to go out for a while. I told my husband no matter how much he begs no four-wheelers. Well I get a phone call an hour later to meet them in the hospital. They “snuck” the four wheeler against my wishes. As I walked in the hospital room there was my son being giving morphine and his arm was the size of a footbal.(he weighed 70 lbs.) He broke his elbow in 3 place , had to be taken in an ambulance to All Childrens hospital for immediate surgery so he wouldn’t lose all use of him arm. 3 pins in his arm and his still can’t bend it straight. I hate four- wheelers, the kicker is , he still loves it. Hes just like his father…