The case of the lucky penny

So Meg swallowed a penny last week. It was the middle of our vacation and I was getting the kids into bed when I noticed her trying to put her fingers down her throat so she could throw up the penny she had just swallowed. I immediately sat her up and started patting her back, she vomited a little and I sent Andy down to get help (one of the beauties of 11 people staying in the same house).

We all figured it would be fine, but Mary pointed out that some coins have lead in them so I called poison control just to be safe. Conveniently, I had it saved in my iPhone since the last time Meg made me call poison control. They said so long as she seemed to be feeling fine and was breathing normally (she was), that she should be fine but to check her stools for the next week to make sure it passed.

And now here we are, 6 days later, and I have yet to recover her "lucky" penny. This leads me to believe several things:
1) She pooped in this time and didn't tell me (most likely)
2) Her stomach acid ate the penny (possible, or possibly that it was eaten beyond recognition during my, uh, searches for it).
3) Gremlins ate it (Andy's thought)
4) It's still in there.

We see a new pediatrician on Friday. I'm going to ask her then if we need to do anything else. In the meantime, if it happens to come out naturally and I happen to see it, I'll post a picture. Just what you always wanted!

Skiing

We successfully skied this week although some were more successful than others. I believe I may be sore sore weeks.

Vacation

It is spring break and all of Texas is with us in New Mexico. There are almost exclusively Texas plates here, minus a few local plates and a stray Mexican one. We even ran into two couples from Southlake here who have kids Andy's age. It's like in college spring break a little realizing everyone is there for the same reason.

I haven't skied in at least a decade. And I had forgotten how seriously awesome it is. The snow here is melting as you would expect with 60 degree days. But I am an intermediate skier and have very low expectations.

Andy had a lesson and liked it. I was amazed he was on the chair lift by himself. My sister and I skied Monday and had probably the best snow of the week and even then it was patchy in places. Still, so cool!

We also found time for ski tubing which was fun. A little scary in that I got the impression the carnies that ran it had few safety considerations. It was a blast though.

This has been an interesting trip for us in that it is my family of six, both my sisters, my two neices and my mom all staying in my cousins' house. It has been plenty big but a lot of togetherness. Mostly in a good way.

The big surprise is we revived a game called 31 that my grandfather taught us to play probably 30 years ago that we actually played in Ruidoso. We have been gambling small sums of of $3 in each pot. It seems like a little until we played three games a night over four nights.

Not my genes

Meg had picture day yesterday. I was looking through her closet for something cute yet modest. Here is how she dressed herself. Clearly this is the Bennett genes at work. I would have chosen my soccer jersey, shorts and my tap shoes at this age.