The Casts ... One Week Later

Mason is adjusting nicely to his new hardware. I should have expected nothing less when I picked him up after his first day back at school and discovered he was playing football on the playground. That hasn't stopped him from reminding us about his injury.

Me: Mason, Can you help bring some of the groceries in the house?

Mason: But, Dad, both of my arms are broken.

He also got a very sweet note from one of his classmates, Grace (it didn't scan well, my apologies).

Thanks to Grandma Huber and Grandma Slezak for their gifts and wishes. Also a warm thank you to my boss at work who was kind enough to send a get well wish with some delicious cookies.

Rest assured, Mason is back to his old tricks. Just with casts.