Owees

Wes is recovering well after his ACL surgery last Wednesday. By "well," I mean he's making the best of being stuck on the couch by playing X-Box with his brothers, and watching more ESPN than he's ever wanted to. He's managed to get up the stairs a couple of times, and even went to his English class on Tuesday for mid-terms. He's growing more bored by the day, but he starts physical therapy next week, giving him something to look forward to. Tay checks up on him periodically, pointing to his knee and saying "owee," or "crutches." And she's pretty upset that he can't push her around in her car anymore. Mommy just doesn't push as fast or as dangerously as Daddy normally pushes her. Tay and I are both sick at the moment, adding insult to injury. Hopefully we'll all just get through this week, and feel better soon.

. Making a permanent dent on that part of the couch

Swollen leg and foot