Back into a cast

Preston got a month break from the world of fiber glass before his next round. He was playing at a friends house when I got a call from him. His words were:

"Hi mom, I've got some bad news, I think I broke my hand"

Well, his diagnosis was correct. He fell off a scooter and ended up with a broken hand. So, it was six more weeks of smelly casts! The only time he cried was when he was getting his cast and was told no, he could not have a pink cast, go figure!