One broken arm.
Yep, Luca has his right arm in a plaster cast.
Yesterday he spent the afternoon at a friend's house. Playing the whole afternoon outdoors. Practising on their wave boards. Going to a local burger bar for dinner. Fun, fun, fun. And the plan to was stay over the night too.
Then I received a call at 7.30pm.
A game of football, ended with the ball hitting his arm against the goalpost. Snap. His friend's mum saw it happen. His scream was unbelievable. He couldn't move his arm. My little boy actually said "I want to be brave and stay here, but it hurts so much. Can you call my mama." Brings tears to my eyes just thinking about him now.
An emergency dash in the car and 15 mins later we were home. He sat in the car holding his arm whilst Huzz hurried out to take a look. Then I gave them the necessary bits - phone, cash, drinks, hospital card - and they left for the hospital.
He came home one and half hours later after being examined immediately on arrival at the hospital. His arm is in a blue plaster cast from his fingers to his shoulder. For 4 weeks!!! Yes 4 weeks of the summer holidays. Bang goes the surfing lessons in Cornwall mentioned here. Bang goes the wave board practice, all the swimming, diving and the cycling he loves. Bang goes the sport camp durng the last week. Oh Luca my broken little boy. I'm so sorry for you.
He didn't want this photo taken (can't you tell ?!)
Any tips for keeping a near 8 year old very active boy happy and busy for the holidays would be gratefully received!