Some dumb guy at basketball fouled a guy on Mike's team so hard that he fell on top of Mike and hurt his (Mike's) knee. Mike's teammate didn't even have the ball. He doesn't think anything's broken or torn, but it's been very painful. Very unhappy with the dumb guy...he's lucky I wasn't there.

Sam took Mike's phone into bed with him (he thought it was locked) and managed to change it from English to Portuguese, and call the police department. He always talks in bed, so we didn't even notice the chatter. He came out of his room and gave Mike the phone. A second later the police department called to ask if everything was all right because, "Your son said you fell and we want to make sure you're not lying somewhere needing help." Another parenting lesson learned.