We had spent a lovely sunny afternoon , watching Kirsten take part in her school sports day (another post for another day)
Fraser was out cycling with his friend and murray and I were cooking in the kitchen.
The front door opened and fraser rushed in.
"Mum!! I think I have done sometching really bad to my arm."
He wasn't kidding!
He bent the bone in his forearm and required some surgery to correct it.
His first plaster cast.
It's never as fun as it seems as a child, right?
Bless him he was so brave.
And even indulged his old Mum in a hospital selfie.
(Look at that handsome face!)
We were ever so glad to get home that night, unfortunately the evening was not without incident :-(
(We had a poorly girl)
Tomorrow we go for his second weekly x ray and follow up appointment with the surgeon, hoping for the same good news we received last week.
In other good news,
Summer has officially begun!! 7 weeks of fun with my favourite people.
Happy.
