day 124 - lost: one tooth (seriously)

It had the makings of a horrible day. The alarm sounded at 6 am in the form of Owen throwing up all over the bed beside me. He would throw up another five times before the morning was over.


Can somebody explain to me how a child can be so sick and recover on a dime? No idea how and why, but after an hour nap and one dose of tempra he was running circles around me.

In a late breaking development, Ava lost her second tooth tonight and I once again hid while her dad removed it. Lesson learned - don't let your child run around with said tooth. Take it away immediately because she ended up losing it and I have no idea where it is. I have searched this house high and low and it's nowhere to be found.

Thank god for her first tooth which I took out of hiding and planted for her to find so she had something to leave for the tooth fairy.

I don't know about you, but I'm thinking seven bucks is a pretty generous gift considering she didn't get a tooth in return.

I just hope the second tooth is long gone or I'm going to come up with one hell of a song and dance to get me out of this one.


Nancy said…
They keep you "hopping", don't they? {groan}

Wishing you a Happy Mother's Day, Jennifer. :)