Carp-e-Diem !

Max has lost his first tooth. He spent Wednesday night twisting and pulling and wiggling his tooth until his mouth was a bloody mess, but the tooth wouldn’t come out. He started to cry in frustration and so we told him that he couldn’t play with his tooth any more that night. The next night, after Awana, he immediately ran to the bathroom and started playing with his tooth. Toby and I were talking about something and didn’t notice what he was doing. We wanted to avoid the tears and blood (no sweat) of the previous night, so when we did notice what he was doing we told him to stop. But he had news for us. The tooth was already out. He had quietly plucked the tooth from his mouth and was examining the new hole in his mouth. I can’t believe how small that tooth is.

First tooth out

Max and Lucy love their mom. When I get Lucy out of bed on the weekends, the first thing Lucy looks at is our bedroom door to see if Toby is awake or not. Since Toby likes to sleep late on the weekends, the door is always closed. On these weekends, I make the breakfast for the kids and then they play in the living room after breakfast. But no matter what they are doing, they are waiting for Toby to come out of the bedroom. They listen intently to hear the door open and then they run screaming and yelling to wrap their arms around mom. This morning was no exception. The kids had been awake for about an hour when they heard the creak of the door that signifies mom is at last awake. They both ran over to her, Toby hunched down so that she could surround them both with big hugs. As Toby was telling Max how much she loved him, Max pulled back and said, “The air coming out of your mouth is smelly when you blow.”