Milestone Minutiae

Not long ago, Luke's bottom front teeth started getting loose.  Since Emmett's permanent teeth came in behind and didn't push his baby teeth out (the dentist pulled them), I encouraged him to wiggle them. I didn't need to worry - Emmett pulled the tooth right out a few days ago.  They were playing with the foam "pool noodles" in the basement.  They battle with them, mostly whacking each other.  Sometimes, though, they bite the noodles.  I've discouraged it because it damages the noodles and I don't like finding bites of foam in the basement, but on that day, Luke bit the noodle.  Emmett continued swinging it around, and Luke was suddenly without a tooth.  He bled a little because it wasn't really ready to come out (the new tooth isn't visible and it's been 5 days now). Luke recovered quickly, though, and we found his tooth in the carpet.  Luke insists that there is no such thing as a tooth fairy, but he still didn't refuse the money

Long story short(er):  A couple weeks ago, Henry hit his head.  Then he started throwing up so we went to the ER where he got a CT scan and was declared fine.  The next morning, he was running in the house, hit his head on a corner, and needed four staples in his head to close the gash.  It was literally 18 hours from the time we went to the ER one evening until we left urgent care the next morning with staples.  When we went to get the staples out, one got stuck and while they were trying to get it out, the whole cut re-opened so once it was finally out, he got 4 more staples.  In the end, he was very nervous about the idea of getting the staples out again so David did it while he slept (urgent care let us take the remover home, they would have thrown it away). There are only a few things I want to remember about this ordeal, so here goes: While waiting in a room in the ER, Henry seemed really tired (which made us nervous).  David started making faces to try to make him smile, and

Luke just came out of bed to enlighten David and me.  Here's what he said: "If 'u' and 'e' were not vowels, 'Luke' would be a word with no vowels." (David replied with the title of the post.)

Today was quite likely our last day skiing, and it was a pretty short one at that.  In the morning, skiing through deep powder tired Luke out.  After eating lunch on the early side, he stayed with me and Henry.  All that work in the morning started David's knee hurting, so the afternoon wasn't long either.  Luke went out for one last run and we were home just after 2pm.  Pretty great snow for mid April, though!

At an outdoor potluck on Easter, Emmett looked at a large dial-type thermometer and then asked me "Mom, do you know what temperature is the same for Celsius and Fahrenheit?"  As it turned out, David had taken a "how much science do you know" quiz on the computer just the night before, and mentioned to me that very fact, so I told Emmett, "Yes I do - it's 40 below zero."  He said, "yep!" and I asked him if he'd talked to Dad about it, or if he'd just noticed it on the thermometer.  He had just noticed it. This whole conversation took place in front of our neighbor.  I had a hard time deciding whether to tell him that David and I had talked about that bit of science trivia the night before or not - which is less weird - for that to come up repeatedly in my family, or for me to just know that fact?  (I told him David and I talked about it the day before.)