Well, the title of this post says it all...right now in the Lang household, everything seems to be revolving around someone's teeth. Last week Ella lost her first tooth. She had been telling us that it was loose for several weeks, and sad to say, we didn't really believe her until this last month. I actually think that she finally made it loose by her constant wiggling and sheer determination to lose one. It is a big deal in Kindergarten, because you get the fame and glory of losing a tooth AND you get to take home the "Tooth Bag." So it was fairly loose, but not hanging on by a thread kind of loose (the kind of loose that Uncle Montie wanted to tie a string to my tooth and slam the door and "it would come right out"). Anyways, she and Owen were wrestling around and he put a pacifier of Ava's in his mouth, Ella pulled it out and put it in her mouth (you're thinking, lovely, germ exchange) and then he grabs it out of her mouth and the tooth came too. So all this happens and they come running in and Ella has a tooth in her hand and a little blood in her mouth. For some reason, I squealed and then burst into tears...guess I was taken aback and not quite ready...but oh the wonder, the jubiliation, the conversations. So that night, she puts the tooth in an envelope, writes a little note to the "Tooth Fry" with her cute spelling, and puts it under her pillow. I am up late and just drifting off to sleep when I jolt awake and realize: I DIDN'T DO THE TOOTH EXCHANGE!
So I scrounge around for a dollar and make the switch, tiptoe out of the room and go to bed. Our kids are really good sleepers. I mean, I know friends who have kids that are always getting into bed with them, waking up for drinks, waking up to get rocked, etc. We have been very blessed in this area. But for some reason, Owen wakes up from a bad dream, and Eric goes up to check on him. So he is sitting in the chair in his room with Owen (at about 3:00 a.m.) and Ella comes running in with the dollar flying overhead, as excited as can be. I slept through all of this. I love my husband.
It has been so fun to share this momentous occasion!
Secondly, Ava is really hurting with her teeth coming in. She has been such a sweetie all these months, but she is really miserable. So we will be glad when those next 2 teeth are in. She can say "doc" for dog, mama, dada, and sometimes she sounds like she's saying ELLAAAAAAA! She is quite the climber and gets around holding on to everything. (no walking yet) She seems to be growing up SO fast!!
Owie will be surprised this Friday: Eric is taking him to see Thomas the Train and ride on a train. He may pass out with excitement. It's been really chilly in the mornings, so I hope it's not too "brrry" and he says. I love all those little sayings.
Oh, and the cat lost a tooth too. Huh?????
