We have an appointment with an ortho specialist to follow up in the morning (hm, it's 2:20 am - does that mean it's really today?) and see if she's going to need a cast. I sincerely hope not, for her sake. She's already complaining that this splint itches. I can't imagine going four weeks in a cast with a 4-year old.
Here she is the evening it happened, tears are all gone and replaced with her thousand watt smile. Please disregard the ice-cream mustache...she has dad wrapped around her little pinky. Add an injury + baby of the family and that = ice cream.