Ok, so here’s the “next email” where I was going to tell you of Lowell breaking his elbow – again. It was Sunday afternoon the day before Dad’s were going to head to CA and we were planning on going with them. This was a spur of the moment decision and we were looking forward to it, although we’d only had a couple days to get excited over it. As it was, when Dad and Lowell are on trips by themselves they are bad enough when it comes to leaving early . . . but put the two together and you might as well have your bags packed 24 hours ahead of schedule. So there we were Sunday afternoon and the two head drivers decided to leave early because of the coming snow. We got home from a wonderful Sunday lunch and were all piling out of the vehicle with Lowell carrying Logan. He turned around and hit the snowblower on his good knee which knocked him off of his feet, along with the fact that there was water on the floor of the garage. He saved Logan from hitting his head and instead landed on his left elbow. He knew immediately that it was broken. So I called our doctor down in Spokane once again who told us to head down to the ER at Sacred Heart. Since it was already on our way to CA, we all packed up bags quickly and left. After xrays it was decided he’d need surgery and so we canceled our trip to CA and sent Dad and Mom on Monday morning. They left just in the knick of time, too, because about a foot of snow fell soon after they left Spokane!
Lowell had surgery on Monday and we went home Tuesday. He has healed nicely and we went back for xrays the following Monday which showed everything was looking great. Then just this past Monday we took his stitches out. Notice the “we”? That was literally meant. It was rather a disgusting job at first, but could kind of grow on a person. We just snipped and pulled. After we’d pulled them all out there were several white pieces of string poking out through the incision which we pulled but would not come. We’re guessing they are inside stitches that will dissolve. Either that, or the female doctor who did his surgery is now missing a pair of fine hosiery. So that’s the story of “the fall”.
Now I’d like to tell you about a conversation I overheard between Terrel and Megan. Megan was getting the low-down on the facts of life according to Professor Terrel. She had been wanting to play the computer hunting game to which I replied that she will have to wait until she gets bigger. So Terrel, being so much older and wiser than her, began to explain a few important facts about growing up to his curly blonde student. This conversation, by the way, took place in the bathroom. Megan hasn’t learned the importance of privacy yet and leaves all the doors wide open. I wonder where her mom is . . . .
“Megan, do you know where babies come from? (Now here is where I almost choked!) They come out of Mommy’s tummy. Then they grow bigger and bigger. I was a little baby in Mommy’s tummy and I growed bigger. Daddy was a little baby and he growed bigger. Someday you will grow bigger and bigger. And then sometime you will be a grandma! (Here is where I’m positive I heard a groan from Megan – although it could have been something else since she was also sitting on the john) And you will be a big mommy like Mommy but I don’t think you will have hair like that.”
I’m sure there’s quite a bit more I’m missing, but it was interesting nonetheless to hear our little Professor Terrel explaining a few important things to his student who, by the way, weighs more than he does and rivals him for height. But I guess it soothed his male ego a bit to have it made known that he knew just a bit more than his “little” sister.
Well, I gotta run! Have a wonderful, winter day!