Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Well, in another attempt to grow up despite my best efforts, Ian has a loose tooth. :oD It's one of the front bottom ones. He is SO excited about this too. :oD He said "Now the Tooth Fairy will put me on her list!" ROFL Every morning and every night he has to check on his loose tooth. And it is pretty loose. I will be surprised if it lasts the week. His dentist gave us a little wooden box with one of those lids that rotate that is shaped like a tooth. It has a little space inside to put his lost teeth. We are going to have him set it on his shelf when the tooth comes out so the Tooth Fairy can find it. LOLOL There is no way I am going to try and get a tooth out from under his pillow, I would get busted immediately. :oD When we were kids we had to put our teeth in a little glass of water by the bed and the tooth fairy would leave a dime or a quarter in the glass of water to fish out. LOLOL In honor of his tooth, he chose a magazine with a story about Great White Sharks in it last night for bedtime. (When they lose a tooth one comes up from the back row to replace it.)
He was a bit nervous when we mentioned that there would be a little bit of blood when the tooth came out. But once we assured him that it wouldn't be much and that we would put a cotton ball in the space until it stopped he was much better.
My dad was the official tooth puller when we were little. Once he decided that it was loose enough, he would tie a string around it and yank it out. John seems to think it would be better to just let it fall out on its own. I worry that if it falls out in his sleep, he will choke on it, but John doesn't think that should be a concern. :o
Aidan seems to be over the worst of her fit throwing spree (for a while anyway). She hasn't velcroed herself to my leg at daycare lately and she has skipped happily into the potty once we get her settled so I guess that's a good sign. :oD
I realized last night that I am staring 37 smack in the face. GAD Thursday is my 37th birthday. That's almost 40. I have no business being 40. I'm not near grown up enough yet. I think I talked about this last year, but it really feels like there has been a clerical error somewhere. I just keep getting older but I don't feel much more grown up. I worry that I am going to go through this whole life and die without getting it all figured out. Of course, realistically speaking, everyone does, no one ever gets it all figured out. But since I found the Wiccan path it feels like I'm a lot closer than I used to be. I wonder if it's possible to get mature without growing up.
Peace.
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