Noah, Naomi and I went to Costco the other day and Noah received a little treasure. Along with his free sample of ravioli came a spork. Noah had never seen one before and thought it was so cool. He brought it home and washed it. He's been hanging on to it ever since.
At some point in September, Leah lost her first tooth. I didn't blog about it right away for two reasons: 1. I've been really busy; 2. It was such an unpleasant experience that I just couldn't for a while. Here's the story:
One of Leah's teeth was wiggly for a long while. I kept asking her if she wanted me to pull it out. Finally, she said yes. I gave it a good yank, but it wasn't ready, so it didn't come out. Her response to that was she freaked out! She started balling because it hurt and she was so ridiculously upset. She screamed and carried on for quite a while.
I shouldn't have tried to pull it out. It was too soon. That was my fault. A week after that, it still hadn't fallen out and it was REALLY loose. We kept telling her to pull it out or it would get lost. She totally refused and would sometimes start crying when we talked about it. I just knew it was going to fall out somewhere and she was going to lose it and it was going to be terrible.
Well, finally, it fell out on it's own. She was at school when it did and her teacher put it in a baggie. When she brought it home, she showed me and I told her to put it in a safe place so it wouldn't get lost. And you'll never guess what happened. She didn't put it in a safe place and it got lost! I was so ticked at her for not just pulling it out the night before that the Tooth Fairy didn't visit her that night because she didn't have a tooth to put under her pillow.
We looked and looked and couldn't find it. I think I must have thrown it away accidently because it was just gone. I let her try to see if the Tooth Fairy would visit the next night, but she had to write an apology note first. It says, "Dear tooth fairy. im sad that i lost my tooth. Sorry Leah"
The Tooth Fairy did visit and did something fun. Instead of putting the tooth under the pillow, we WERE going to put it in a cup of water for an experiment. So, we set out a cup of water and the note. In the morning, there was a little purple note from the Tooth Fairy that said, "Don't worry about the tooth. Just don't do it again. Love, the Tooth Fairy" And magically, there were two quarters in the bottom of the cup and fairy dust (glitter) floating on the top of the water. How magical, right??
Well, Leah didn't even seem to care. She didn't even take the quarters out of the cup for a few days. After all the craziness with the crying and the pulling of the tooth and the loosing of the tooth and everything, she doesn't even really care about the magical experiment that took place in her room!
I love this girl, but she really drives me crazy some times!
Can you see the hole on the bottom, where the tooth fell out?
Leah turned 6 this month. Here's the only picture I took of her on her birthday. I barely got it in. I remembered right before bed.
The next day, we had a family tea party for her. We had cake bites and strawberry lemonade. The dress code was black tie, but no one wanted to abide by it. Oh well. At least the guests remembered their manners and held up their pinkies while enjoying the refreshments.
All the guests, that is, except for one. Notice the non-extended, chubby, pinkie finger:
At the beginning of September every year, the State Fair comes to town. We like to go to look at the farm animals, get balloon animals and eat severely deep fried food. My personal favorite is the funnel cake. Mike goes for whatever the new, weird fried food is. This year it was green jello. Yep, someone figured out how to deep fry green jello. It tastes like deep fried batter with a lime after-taste. It wasn't that great. He thought it was okay. I wonder what next year's food will be.....