Random things

I always wondered what little boys did before the invention of guns. Now we know. Edward takes all sorts of things--but mostly paper--and folds or turns them into sharp pointed objects which he then throws. He says he is "slinging arrows."

This morning Andrew said, "I have to think." A few seconds later, he said, "OK. I'm all done. The breaker went off in my head."

Last week was our bump and bruises week. Andrew insisted on sledding down a snowboarding bump at the park and went flat on his face. Thankfully he is OK except for a some scrapes on his face. The day before, Edward was jumping on our couch and fell and hit one of his top teeth. The gum was bleeding all around the tooth, so I started to get hysterical (remember--Andrew knocked out all his top front teeth a week or so after Edward was born). Our dentist, who lives up the street, was kind enough to stop by later that day and look at Edward's mouth. It appears that he just bruised the gum and didn't damage the teeth. That was another blessing.