So we've had a bit of a milestone around here: The Boy Child lost his first tooth!
About a week ago, he suddenly announced that he was no longer going to brush his teeth, because the dentist had told him to "brush the teeth you want to keep," and he wanted them to fall out.
While I couldn't argue with his logic in that, I reminded him of two things. One, being that even though the other kids in his class are losing their teeth, he is nearly a year younger than most of them. And second, the Tooth Fairy doesn't take rotten teeth.
He wasn't satisfied with either answer, which is why I was pretty happy when several days later he came home with his first loose tooth.
And it wasn't just a little loose, it was already dangling.
How did that happen so fast!?
Convinced that he wanted it out THAT NIGHT, he asked The Guy to pull it out for him. And although he was brave and didn't cry, I couldn't help but laugh at the facial expressions I captured as he progressed through the realization of what having a tooth pulled out, actually entails.
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Monday, December 18, 2017
Seven Minion Clowns, A Unicorn, And A Very Smashed Windshield
Yikes, it has been a while since my last post, and just like my house, I've missed this place! After spending the last, nearly two weeks, out of town, we finally got home yesterday.
But anyway, even before that, The Guy, and I spent Thanksgiving in St. Louis. We didn't really have a reason for going there, other than we really didn't have a reason not to go there either.
And all of that, brings me to this post.
It all started several months ago, when I saw an ad for the St. Louis Union Station Hotel. Have you guys seen that place before?
Wow.
I'm slightly proud of that picture, that I took from the plane, but I'm not nearly as proud of that one as I am of the one I took in the airport, because What. The. Hell ??
Have enough people really tried to bring chainsaws and generators onto an airplane as their carry-on item, that we now need a sign at the luggage check-in, reminding people that they can't bring gas cans and matches to their assigned seats?
I fear for humanity.
And all of that, brings me to this post.
It all started several months ago, when I saw an ad for the St. Louis Union Station Hotel. Have you guys seen that place before?
Wow.
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