He Lost His First Tooth

We have had a "wiggley tooth" since the visit to the dentist in June. We have heard on and off about his wiggley tooth and that the dentist said he would loose it around Christmas. There have been random times since then that he wiggles it, that he cries and says he will never loose a tooth because another friend lost one. The list goes on and on.

Tonight, my first baby, lost his FIRST tooth!! I had no idea how emotional it would be. Noah was in brushing his teeth before bed and I heard all of these muffled noises coming from their bathroom, so I went to see what was the issue now. As you know, 5-year-olds, tend to have issues every once in a while. I got there and the smile on his face was HUGE and the spit from his mouth was not it's usually color of toothpaste, and there was something in his hand, and he kept telling me over and over that he lost his tooth, trying to smile with a mouthful of toothpaste and smiling from ear to ear!!!! We cleaned up, rinsed his mouth, I put a cold/wet washrag in his mouth to make the bleeding had stopped and there it was. His FIRST tooth, gone. AMAZING!!! I told him to tell me how it happened. He said that he was brushing his teeth, and felt something in his mouth, and thought it was a nut, and he looked in his hand and there it was. His FIRST tooth! Sitting there in the palm of his hand. I can't even describe the excitement level!!! He said "Mrs. Radloff will be so surprised". We called Dad and told him to come to our house right away, we called people to spread the good news! Dad arrived and the conversation was all around what the tooth fairy might bring, is she real, is she invisible, will he see her, will she leave me a quarter, will she leave me candy. We finally got him in his room, discussion then revolved around where to put the special case that his tooth was in, the book shelf was it's final resting place. More tomorrow!

Tonight Was A Good Night!!!!

How Sweet It Is.

Jack Jensen Unkenholz

Is the son of my dear friends Eric and Tasha and the brother to Elise and Collin. Tasha's sister called tonight to tell me the Jack passed away today at Noon. He died in his mother's arms with his entire family, Mom, Dad,Ssiblings, Gparents, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, everyone with him. Jack was born with a disability. But his biggest ability was the joy he brought to everyone around him. Jack could smile and light up a room. His eyes were full of light, life, love, happiness, wonder, and they told you everything. Jack's laugh was contagious. Jack taught his family how to love, how to have faith, how to believe, how to trust, how to slow down, how to accept, how to live every day, how to savor every little thing. Jack I will miss you. I love you Eric, Tasha, Elise and Collin.

How Sweet He Was!!!

Shit In My Shoes...It Really Happened...

I haven't blogged for some time now because I promised myself that I would keep my blogging about my kids and I, not my other issues....well my other issues got the best of me and have permitted me from slowing down enough to enjoy the rest. Well I am slowly pulling myself up by my flip flops and getting back to life!

Tonight something really funny happened!

After dinner, that might have been my first mistake, fill him up, take off his diaper, and let him walk around naked. Maybe this wasn't my brightest idea?!!?!? So after dinner I decided that Peter would get to take a leisurely soak in the tub since Noah was playing at a friends house, I got him undressed and took off his diaper. A little "air time", "naked dance", is always good for the cute little butt right?!?!!? So he takes off running and goes down the stairs to the entryway. I walk into the bathroom to check on the water temp. I walk out and go into the kitchen and then see Peter in the entryway...sitting there...with my shoes. Now he has developed a fetish for my shoes/slippers/boots whatever foot apparel he sees he must make sure that I have it. So if it is not put out of his sight and reach, he will undoubtedly bring it to me, wear it, or scream at me until I realize what he wants me to do with it. But there he sat. Quiet and playing with them. Then the realization came to me, his hands looked dirty. I know the week has been busy but I don't have piles of mud in my house do I? Then it hits....it is shit. He has it in my shoe, on his hands, legs, butt, he is sitting in it, and just smiling. The smiling ended when I ran past him, he thought I was going to rescue him, no I ran past to get my camera! The picture doesn't show the 1/2 of it, I have no idea how to add pictures to my post, so I can't share here (but will post on my facebook page when I do my October photo album), but the image was CLASSIC! So I had to rinse of Peter, empty the tub, refill the tub, bath him, wash my shoes (after Peter) and then clean the rug.

How Sweet It Is!!! BUTT NOT SWEET SMELLING!!! :)